"Oh," Henry chimed in, looking a bit bashful. "No, I understand the reaction, it's alright. It's not as if it's the first door I've had slammed in my face, at any rate."

He watched the two of them, the nerves of being together but not being alone, and he felt a little guilty for intruding. Now that he knew that Goodnight was well, he thought he ought to excuse himself. But now, after his choice of phrasing, Billy was giving him a vaguely concerned look, and Henry shrugged a little, hoping he'd understand.