[He's so bad at this. He's so bad at reaching out, especially when it's his fault he stepped on a friendship. He's so bad at friendships. Still, Caleb was a good man, one of the first he knew here, and the last thing he deserved was Chris vanishing on him because of his own issues.

So he reaches out the only way he knows how to start: abruptly and without so much as a 'hello.']

You know the tall warehouse near the Down public housing? S'got a fence around it. Meet me around the back of it some night soon. I'm available tonight, if you are.