Ryan had been thinking. A dangerous past time he knew. He had been thinking about if he had over reacted. He thought so. He sat there thinking until it happened. He heard a voice. One he had been resigned to never hear again. 

"Ph...Phoebe?! But how? I thought you left. I..." He stammered. "I messed up Phoebe. I did not mean what I had said to you. The monster parts. " He had meant the living her thing. Now if she still cared for him. Maybe she had thought otherwise.