He's silent for a long moment. His hand lowers back down.

"I guess you're right." Wondering can be worse. Wondering if anyone ever really cared...

"You're my best friend. It doesn't matter who you are. But I know you don't like what you can be. Whatever side you're on. I wish you didn't. I like you for you. I wish you could see that either side of you... you don't have to choose and hurt. But I get it. I was afraid too. I didn't want to be what I'd become. What I am."

His voice is calm. Inside though, he's anything but.

"Do you remember Señor R, Avery?"