Leonard should have been surprised at Joel’s hesitation, really. But even if he expected it, a small breath of disbelief still left him. Joel was supposed to say no, he was supposed to be a strong pillar for him because any strength Leo had was being sucked away more and more every day. But here they stood, two ghosts that were actually more alike than he’d previously though.
“What chances?” He frowned, just a bit. “This Inn offers shit chances, Joel..”
Joel frowned at Leonard, looking down to catch the boy’s eyes. “Do you know how many people Whitaker suckers in here? Too many.” He gave a small smile, trying to lighten the boy’s spirits about this whole ordeal slightly. “He suckered the two of us in, didn’t he?”