Him. This is about him.
Blaze got it together. “Well, maybe we’re here for each other, just like you said. Me here to help you deal with the strangeness without going nuts, and you here to break the…pattern. My pattern.”
Arik tensed so tight that Blaze thought he’d break. “Maybe,” he said, and then, with more confidence: “Yeah. Okay. Maybe.” Arik shoved away from the wall, and shook off Blaze. “Going to shower.”