She was so, so off the mark, but Zeke didn't want to, couldn't tell her why that was. Even with his eyes to the floor, he could feel his dad watching him and he couldn't bear to look up.

He could barely bear to breathe in. Damn his senses.

"Whatever it is, we understand, I promise," Ezra tried, softly. "I --"

"No!" Zeke snapped, just to get him to stop talking.