“He’s very kind. Gives good advice,” Chloe says thoughtfully, drifting again.

And then she perks up a bit at that last statement, leaning in to grasp David’s arm, almost as if she’s going to tell him a big secret. “I don’t believe in luck,” she says. “And I don’t believe that anything is inev - ine - uh.” She can’t quite wrap her tongue around inevitable in her current state. “Nothing’s set in stone. But - nothing will change if we don’t try to change it.”