Topher flinched. It was possible that that rule wasn't entirely news to him. You know, since Peter kept bringing up how it was Wrong to sniff other people's shirts and all. Plus there was that talk from the carnival, and, well. Maybe he should've caught on earlier.

The hurt passed over his face quickly enough, then was replaced by a wide-eyed uncertainty that made it perfectly clear how clueless he felt right now.

"Um," he said. "What, uh, what happened?"