Meanwhile, he stares at the wall and things descend into uncomfortable silence from the lift to Bennett's floor while he sorts out his thoughts. A few times he tries to speak in the lift, but he ends up faltering and shutting up. And God, he's never wished harder for elevator music to magically appear before this moment.

By the time they reach the right floor, he's all silenced out, but no less awkward. "Uh... What's the number on your arm? That'll be your room number. It's also your key to get in. You can recode the locks if you ever wanted to give someone else access or move to a lower floor or something." Now he's all business- going off topic didn't really go so well, so...