Redsand Canyon did he go on down the mountainside, and leave you all alone?

Riley might have caught that familiar shade of grief that passed Colin's face, if he had continued to study the white-streaked countenance of his company. His gaze had slid south, tracking the buzzing ascent of a winding bee as it droned to some distant destination -- not here.

He wondered if he should have supplied his last name. It was too late, the moment gone - he worked his tongue, troubled with the complexity of the man's question. Troubled by the complexity of his answer. Anyone with social skill would say, well it's a long story -- and then they'd launch into a cavalier tale.. but Riley found himself fumbling constantly over his words, and instead supplied the very locquacious dull-and-quick-of-it answer: "Donovan found me." Which was not exactly untrue. "You?"

Oh, Riley's company was scintillating, really.