He is here. Zephyr doesn't quite realize how much that matters.

"There's not a whole lot to say about them," Zephyr says, shrugging lightly again. He's finding himself doing that a lot. "I'm not sure where I'd start. Mostly I try to stay out of their way. You're welcome to come for a visit, though?" He's pretty sure X would be happy to see him, if nothing else.

He's not sure there's anyone X isn't friends with.

"Here, I'm sure we can find a café that's still open."