He began fixing his coffee, which didn't take much as he only wanted to spruce it up a bit. He had smiled, thinking over any advice he could give his friend. But, then she got that look in her eyes. The one that said she would not drop it. He sighed, putting his mug down on the table slowly.

"You know Sibyl, right?" he asked, knowing she did. But he was stalling, and worried about what Rowan would say or think.