He could see your eyes on his leg as it bounced up and down nervously, he knew— somehow he just knew that you didn't believe him anymore. When you hung up with the Forbes journalist, the line went dead and you looked away from him; Stephen knew that the little faith you had in him was dwindling away. "I-" His voice broke as tears started to well in his eyes, he never did well under pressure. "I don't understand why you didn't stick up for me back there, you're supposed to be my editor."