"Okay, but that's just it," Caleb argues. "How do you even work in a conversation like that? Dr. Bright was telling me to, to 'express my concerns,' or whatever, and, like. That's not even a little bit romantic. How am I supposed to keep Adam, or whoever, in the mood if I'm, like... talking about my fucking quick trigger?"

It's a little embarrassing to say the words out loud, even if he knows Michael understands, and won't judge him. He sorta judges himself.