Billy started to say something, but he stop. For a moment, he looked so utterly devastated. Both because Mark was right, and because Billy couldn't explain to him how complicated it was. How could Mark not see what he was trying to say? Trying to let him figure it out, the true reason he couldn't easily get away.

His lips pressed together and slowly, an idea started to dawn on him. Something he'd never been able to pull off before. But maybe with Mark's help he could actually do it. He looked back up, that light returning to his eyes.

"If I could do it, could I maybe crash with you guys that night? I know it's a lot to ask, but I'll buy breakfast to make up for it."