Alex nodded. She could tell from the way he bit his lip that her words had sunk in—for better or worse, she’d connected. "It’s okay, Janey. I’m not complaining. I’m glad I had a chance to see you acting like this, I really am. It’s real weird, but it’s refreshing." He shrugged, uneasily. "The only thing is—you shouldn’t have brought me out here. That just wasn’t a good idea. I don’t belong in any place like this. I’m not like these people. You should have just left me alone." He lifted the pick carefully and placed it on his narrow shoulder.