Caleb smirks, humorlessly. "Sort of. I guess I wanted to reinvent myself." He watches Gabe, kind of wishes he could sit down next to him, but there isn't room. Plus, probably just not a great idea.

"Your parents?" He raises an eyebrow. "No. Your dad yelled at me, I think they thought I did something. I mean-- I guess in a way I did? But it was mostly the police I talked to." He shrugs his shoulders, a slow motion that takes a little while to come back down. "I just said I woke up and you were gone, that I didn't know why you'd leave after a big win."