"Good to know," Paul grunts. "I'm not living here yet, so I guess she didn't need an invite. God. Goddamnit, I feel so fucking stupid--" Trusting, trusting, stupid-- he shakes his head, tries to get back to the conversation instead of just venting to some stranger.

"Yeah," he says. "Alright. Thanks for... the concern. I take it you know Dawn... normally? Same world?" he hazards.