“Um,” he says. “No...”

He shakes his head again. He’s starting to think maybe Felix is just a little socially awkward, in addition to being from a totally different world. Which is fine. His one and only friend in middle school was hella awkward. He shrugs, dismissive. “Go ahead and leave if you've got shit to do. It’s cool.”

But he’s curious, so he’ll ask. “What are you working on? Are you allowed to talk about it?”