“I’m fine,” I say as she hooks her arm in mine. “Maja, this is Isak. Isak, Maja.”
“Nice to meet you,” Isak says.
“Thanks so much for helping him. I’m glad you found him.” She turns to me and scowls. “Tell me the next time you decide to wander off on an adventure, so I know where you are, all right?”
“I didn’t want you to try and stop me.”
She leans in and lowers her voice. “I know why you’d worry about that, but I’m not him.” She makes an almost imperceptible nod in Jonas’ direction, who’s looking at us with narrowed eyes. “He’s a bit grumpy this morning. He’s hungover and he may also have been on the receiving end of a lecture about how a real friend behaves.” She winks at me.
I snicker. “You didn’t?”
“I did!”
“Jonas and I have known each other for years,” I explain to Isak. “He’s
