"My boyfriend, as you say, has bolted and had been trying to do so since I woke up, so I don't know what I would count him in the 'drag you home' bracket at the moment." Ty said, frowning as he glanced at the chair Ollie had been in. He didn't understand why it bothered him so much, but it did. It hurt a little that the man just ran away, and didn't even give Ty a chance to do much in the way of stopping him.

"Personally, I would just prefer going back to work, you know. Solve a mystery or two. Give Carlos a break from the paperwork he so loves." He also just needed something to do, and sitting still was not one of those things he was good at. He never had been good at it, and Ty suspected he never would be.