"I hope you don't think I'm going to run errands with you and"—he winces, looking confused—"that guy. Shit, that's almost the worst that could have happened, isn't it?"

Rather than get up, he turns, taking his arm back to drop it over his eyes. "Of all the people here it could have been. Anyone else." He peeps out. "Don't worry about Jiro. I moved on from him in the end. Though I guess he'll have to handle it differently."

How elder-Magpie "handled" his uncle is apt to be a more alarming thought than it in fact was, but still.