[ That's not a problem for Gansey, who pours one of the shots now. ]

Look, I won't tell anyone. I don't see why it ought to be a secret, but it is your secret, so you don't have to worry.

[ He leans back, with the glass held between finger and thumb. ]

I did wonder, though, if Adam might have been your type. [ Carefully. Quietly. ] Some of the things that you said about him...the way you worried about him.

Perhaps I read too much into it.