He didn't understand this at all. Boyd was suppose to trust him and now there was this strange girl that had wormed her way into Rossum while he had been gone; it gave Topher a headache.

His plate was pushed away and Topher stood up. "I'm not feeling too good. It's probably better if I go to bed early." That was a rare thing indeed, but if it meant he didn't have to deal with whatever this was then Topher was willing to change routine.