Kyle's brow creased at once. Softly, he said, "Then that wasn't your fault. I dunno what happened exactly - I won't make you tell me, but you can if you want to - but I do know that sometimes... Sometimes bad stuff happens to you. And it hurts a lot, and it's not great to remember. But that doesn't mean YOU did anything to deserve it."

Kyle beamed right back. He's so used to physical affection with his guy friends it doesn't occur to him it might be too familiar. "I'm sure he has skills, but I'm surprisingly resourceful for a normie." A term he'd picked up from Quentin.