Henry waited. He made eye contact with Blue and something--something felt very terrible in his chest. So he looked away and made sure that his coffee was full, and Gansey's was full, and that there was food for each of them, though he was suddenly sick-feeling. It was probably the lack of sleep. It was probably because he ought not be here while they all squared their shoulders to figure out how to work things.

When Gansey returned, Henry hummed speculatively. Perhaps the city, strange and awful as it was, knew that Gansey would show up here, unlike Henry who had just shown up in the street. Maybe it knew that Gansey wouldn't want to leave. It didn't really matter.

"No one really knows. There's always a packet, waiting and ready, always a place set up for you, it's all arranged. You don't have to go though," Henry pointed out with a shrug. "I know Blue keeps her apartment still. And I have mine. But this place--"

Well, it wasn't Henry's place to be in, that was for sure. He felt an intruder, now, a stranger in a strange land, the usurper. Not that he had tried to hone in on Gansey's throne, but this was the point of his ousting until things had settled in the kingdom, for sure.

"I'm glad you're here, Richard."