"Yeah," Ford said, more in acknowledgement than anything else. He sniffed again and settled back on his feet, disentangling himself from Tycho. He did feel a little better now, maybe because he'd been able to get some of this nervous energy out of his system just now, or maybe because Ty was being so accommodating and caring about this. Ford brought the bouquet back around to the space between them and took a second to look it over properly for the first time. It was pretty, despite some of the blooms being a little misshapen by this point.

"My brother found out," he eventually said, still looking at the flowers. "That I've — been with men."

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