[ Goddamn it, he's going to persist. North had known he would, which is why he had the sense he shouldn't be so determined to out himself, here. Somehow he'd kind of hoped he wouldn't, though.
He's still looking into York's eyes, feeling more color rising, now into his cheeks. He feels feverish. And he feels...he feels foolish. Persisting like that meant it was inevitably going to come out, to be discovered. ]
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He's still looking into York's eyes, feeling more color rising, now into his cheeks. He feels feverish. And he feels...he feels foolish. Persisting like that meant it was inevitably going to come out, to be discovered. ]
Don't ask me that, Josh.