"Maybe I could just smuggle Katie across somehow." John didn't really want to engage with his folks, but his sister: God, he'd talked to her, actually on the phone, messaged her on Facebook, commented, emailed...and he hadn't seen her since he was 15. Now he didn't have a security record and his family wasn't under fucking surveillance, so he could actually manage it. And he really did want to see her for himself: the emails and messages just made him hungry for the experience. A big brother without someone to brother was a very useless thing.

Still, he did acknowledge Bobby's quiet assurance, and squeezed his hand. "Have I mentioned already how glad I am to have you back?"