Dante'd been on a roll since Sunday, until that roll had kinda crashed and burned that morning.

Anders was gone. Ringo was no good as a distraction. One hot newbie was nowhere to be found, the other had bunny issues. Alana, Ada and Iz had their own things going on and--

Okay, maybe he'd been giving Ezra so much space, it had started to feel more like avoidance for a while now. Fuck it.

He parked his shoulder in the doorway like absolutely nothing had happened over the past six months and knocked on the doorpost.