"I will, but first..." Billy reached over to fold the map, so Mike couldn't look at it anymore. "...you're gonna clear your head. You'll just be spinning your wheels if you keep pushing yourself."

He was so accustomed to consoling the frightened and encouraging the uncertain that in seeing Mike's state he'd assumed it was the opposite. That Mike was beyond that. But he saw now that it was no different. That Mike needed that same push, that same comfort.

"Besides." He looked at Mike. "If I've been promoted as it were, doesn't that mean I'm due a tour of the upstairs?" Another smile. He had plans. Obvious plans.