"I do!"
Callen said immediately, almost tripping over Adrian's slower words.
"He clearly likes me more anyway."
Adrian's jaw clenched, his voice gravelly with irritation as he pushed himself a fraction upright.
"You're pathetic. You can't even stand without whining, yet you expect him to haul your sorry ass first? Yu…"
His dark eyes cut toward him, sharp beneath his sweat-mussed hair.
"Help me instead."
Yu sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as both men stared at him like he was about to crown a victor.
"You two are children."
Still, he lifted his hand, finger pointing from Callen to Adrian, back and forth, lips moving as he recited softly.
"Eeny… meeny… miny… moe…"
He landed squarely on Callen.
The blond's grin lit up his flushed, tired face.
"Ha! See? Fate says it's me, grandpa."
