Glancing down at a cup of water that he had not yet finished. Since it seemed they were about to leave, Declan downed it and stood up."Howard's gonna catch up with us later. He doesn't feel well." Corey announced. Declan frowned, feeling bad for Howard - he would have gone to see how Howard was doing, but he knew that if Howard wanted to speak to him, he would just speak to him. He doubted he was the sort of person Howard would want to talk to, anyway. "Everybody hop in the car, we need to get going before we miss anything." Corey continued."Shotgun," Declan grinned as they departed the diner.

They reached the car and Declan climbed in to the seat beside Corey, where he rested his head back leasurely, relaxing his arm on the window and peering out it, looking for anything of interest. He petted Magnus and allowed the dog to rest on him as the engine started up.