Johnny picked up one of the towels and draped it over Wylie's shoulders as he just arched his eyebrow. Charlotte was the ex, the great big love of his life until it all went wrong. Johnny didn't know if that made him feel worse, or better. Wylie had apparently needed closure on that part of his life, and now he felt better. Good for him. Johnny couldn't help if that made him wonder if he was looking for closure about them too.

"You could have told me," he finally said, his voice low and scratchy. He hadn't used it in days other than to talk to Alice. Even at the bar all he did know was grunt. He wasn't exactly a joy to be around and he knew it. The cigarette still dangled between his lips as he looked at Wylie. "I just wanted to know you were okay."