"Um." The question makes me frown, but I only have to spend a few moments thinking about it. "He didn't come visit me in the hospital. I almost died and he didn't--"

I shake my head and look up at Bittle again, shrugging one shoulder. "No, I don't think he did. Parse-- I don't really think he loves anyone but himself."

After a moment, I lift my hand to cup Bittle's cheek. I'm a little nervous, and I bite my lip before speaking again. "Does that change anything? Now that you know about me and Parse, I mean."