Izzy looked at him oddly when he ignored her question.
	“Yeah, I guess we do,” she answered when Trevor fell silent. “I want to strangle them sometimes, but I’d do almost anything for them, when everything’s said and done.”
	She shook her head at Trevor’s question. “You haven’t. But you [i]do[/i] give off that sort of vibe. So,” she looked to him, tired of waiting for him to answer the first inquiry she had given him that day. “What’s the story behind the new accessory? Or did you get bored and decide today was a good day to put some gauze on your face for the fun of it?” She gave him a playful smile, though concern shone through her eyes.