"...your Lady makes shit like that happen." Bones just. Stared at Greg for a long moment. He had yet to meet the woman on account of being stuck underground for the better part of a month and then work to keep himself sane from be'n stuck underground for a month. He'd heard some things, kind things, from Greg but not much else.

"You an I are gonna haveta have another talk 'bout the definition of rest, aren't we?" Leonard muttered as he stalked to the kitchen, nails drumming on the countertop. "We don't go out at night for a reason. Kid is gonna get himself killed."