"Three hundred and sixty one days," David answers with little need for math. Time is complicated in Darrow, so they had already acknowledged the date back in April, but David had been clear about wanting to recognise the actual whole year anniversary in May. He hadn't wanted to be robbed of any time with Bryan, a desire that is heavy with irony now.

"Sawyer gatecrashed our first wedding but we got there in the end." He starts shaking his head and wrings his clasped fingers in his lap. It's hard not to take Bryan's hand but he had promised not to touch him. "Oh my God, you barely know me."