I wait for a show of emotion, some anger, does this man feel emotions. I expect denial, anger, something but nothing shows.
"I don't think so" finally after holding my breath waiting for some sort of blow up he keeps true to nature and answers in the same even tone. "I don't think I had any sort of idea of what sexuality was. I was just being me."
"And taking shit from assholes like me changed nothing?" now there is a tell, a tick in the jaw, it is quick maybe just a flash but thanks to my mind I see everything and I saw that.
"Wouldn't say it didn't change me, it changed me a lot." Suddenly I am slammed with emotion wafting off of him. He is up and pacing the room. "I can't breathe in here. You wanna go get some food?"
I wasn't expecting it but then again I don't know what to expect about anything anymore. This means the talking is going to go on, on the minus side it means I am going to have to face more demons. On the plus side he can't kill me in public. Obviously I was taking to long because he is in the door way, coat draped over his arm and clearing his throat.
"Well? It's just food, it's not like I'm going to ra..." he visibly checks himself mid word, I catch it and wince. "Come on I know this nice pub just up the street."
I nod and grab my coat and know this will all be played out just like it is meant to.