Shubman was frustrated. Normally, he would be perfectly fine not talking about things - one of his favorite hobbies was sitting in silence. But this? This was killing him. The day after the shootings, Ishan was quiet, subdued, so Shubman decided to give him some space to sort himself out. He wanted to talk about whatever had happened that night - the way Ishan had nuzzled him, called him Shubi - but as days went by, he frustratingly noticed that Ishan was happy to behave as if nothing had happened - as if he had not turned Shubman's life over itself. He was back to his usual chirpy self, but Shubman was getting more and more agitated as days went by.