[Alex couldn't help it. He laughed, maybe just a little bit delirious with how absurd this whole conversation was. This hadn't been his plan for breakfast. He really had just intended on having a meal together and then going off to stew on his unresolved sexuality issues as he had since Henry left him standing in the snow underneath the stars.

And how Henry was asking if he knew him. How was that not funny? It was totally funny and not funny at all and he could feel his heart racing as he looked at Henry at that question. He couldn't lie to him about this. So his options were subject dodging and making a run for it or just coming out with it.]

Yeah. You know him, pretty damn well. As much as any of us really know ourselves anyway. I have a philosophy professor who'd probably have something to add about that but... [A shrug of one shoulder as if he weren't ready to explode in a million points of anxious energy, like a swarm of bees in human shape on the verge of reverting to a swarm.]