"She's hiding something... And she grinned kind of insanely earlier... I was kind of frightened, to admit, but... Do you know anything?" He had a hopeful and worried look on his face. "I'm worried about her."
"It's your personality. He hasn't gotten used to you, but I have." He fell backwards onto the bed, his arms spread apart. "Anything else we can talk about?"
"What do you wanna talk about? I honestly don't care." He blinked slowly, glancing around the room. "And sorry about Jackknife... He's kind of an idiot."
He stuck his hand in and grabbed the first thing he touched- a flat surface with a circular object in the center. A watch. "Huh?" He glanced around. "This doesn't exactly work if there's one girl in the group," he complained.