"Ugh," Caleb protests, but doesn't push the matter. Fine. Michael can bask, and Caleb will quietly bask with him.

"What? No, I do not want advice about any of this from you," he says, making a sweeping gesture at himself. He doubts anything Michael has to offer would be helpful, anyway, beyond serving to make him blush and feel weirdly hot.

...At least he isn't popping an awkward boner.

"I just... it's Saturday. Car day. I figured... something a little normal would be good to take my mind off of this... weird, fucked up thing the city apparently did."