Rachel hooked her arms on the couch behind her and pulled herself up so she was sitting next to Danny again. From Danny to Zoe to the floor to the couch again, she hadn't been able to sit still for more than a minute or so at a time. "I'm wigging," she said to Danny, lacing her fingers through his. "I don't know what to do with that info. Zoe, what do you do with that info?"

"I don't know..." Zoe said. She hadn't needed to put her world view into words before. "Just live with it, I guess."