[ Well, that implies that this door is closed, for the time being. Gansey feels a rush of unease that he dan't explain. He cannot be that far from home. He cannot stuck here. ]

If it makes you feel any better, I don't remember it at all. Quick or otherwise. Is your wing hurt?

[ His eyes flick over them. He hadn't noticed either one being favored, but he hadn't known to look for it, either. ]

I'm sorry. All of this, and I've not even said. I'm Gansey.