"Can't do what?" Tanners says, and there's a thin veneer layer that's peeled off of the constantly happy surfer boy. There's a serious edge to his voice, a tone normally lacking.

There's no smile on his face, either, as he watches the others slink off. Glances over to Lela, who's reading while she waits, and the brunette turns to Danny again. He looks like his hands are going up for an embrace, but Tanner thinks better of it. Instead, he presses his lips together and lowers his hands again.

"Why are you behaving like this? It's not you."