They seemed to be in some sort of service area.

At least, the boy was involved in the same sort of job they tried on me.

She wouldn't let him think he was special in any sort of way, good or bad.

Maybe he never found himself in that sort of situation.

If she still had interest in that sort of thing.

I never knew he had such an interest in that sort of thing.

"What say we get together in a few days and sort through some of this."

And it was, in a very different sort of way.

What if he were in some sort of trouble she didn't understand?

It was not what she'd have expected in his sort.