Alex sees Henry inside the clubhouse at Wimbledon— a performative event that he barely cares about and probably wouldn't have gone if Henry didn't— by a vase filled with fuschias. Alex, despite not wanting to, keeps his hands to himself. They're still in public. Near Henry's brother and sister. They had to be on their best behavior.

Alex is silent, waiting for Henry to speak. He could see that Henry had been biting his lip in the way he does when he's mad, but Alex doesn't comment on it.