"She can't help it, Chase. Unlike you...you know I've seen you 'pretending' to be a normal dude and I've seen you at your worst and you know what? This? Flippant bullshit 'nothing touches me' act?

Is just that." He leans into Chase's space, keeping his eyebrows raise before he lowers them to glower at him. "Bullshit."

Leaning back, Caleb rolls his eyes. "You can be sad or weirded out or whatever." He folds his arms across his chest and shakes his head. "The only one judging is you, for the record."