[for Chase]

It's bugging me. I mean, okay, there are about ten things bugging me at any given point in the day, but there's only one thing that's been nagging at me enough to keep pulling my focus away from my scavenger hunt for useful parts. Not for the first time today -- more like the fifteenth -- I find myself staring at Chase like he's some kind of puzzle.

Finally, I just give up trying to be discrete, peering at him openly through narrowed eyes.

"Something's different."