It had been a valiant attempt to lighten the mood, but perhaps poorly placed. Greg chews at the inside of his cheek, not sure where to go next.

"Listen... Tiger. If you're really serious about this... I'm not gonna stop you." There are parts in the back of his head telling him otherwise, but they aren't loud enough for him to pay attention to right now. "You don't owe them anything if they're not keeping care of you.

"But I told you at the start. Whether you like me or not, I'm not going anywhere until you're somewhere safe."