"You're shorter than me. You're ickle! Besides, that's what you called us," Trever said, grinning broadly. He can't believe it though. He's seeing Dara. Okay, sure he's younger than him and thus has no idea who he is but it's still Dara.

"Mum said she tossed you plenty. I can't believe you're here and not... elsewhere."

He stumbled over the word not wanting to say anything about what will be. They're not going to talk about that.