"Nobody it would be especially healthy for me to ask to see," Jono admitted, shaking his head a little. "A long list of the dead, better left alone. Hell, even I'd be..."

In London, for one. Possibly just coming to the realization that it was entirely possible that he could be the first Starsmore flatscan, a disappointment even to the family that had thrown a long line of genetic disappointments.

... Or maybe he was making out with Gayle somewhere. Perhaps he was even younger than that. Hell if he knew. He wasn't about to do the math.

"Whoever you see fit, luv. I leave it up to your better judgment."