[There are so many things that Aubrey can't bring himself to respond to yet. Of course his preference for avoiding difficult subjects isn't the most healthy, but he's not sure how he would have survived otherwise. And no, he's still not convinced that his feelings are acceptable. A lifetime of self-doubt will do that to a man.]
Lin.
[The name spills past his lips before he can stop it, full of pain and confusion, and the glass fogs up under his breath until he can no longer see the details of the street below. The lights and the people are reduced to soft, fuzzy circles of colour.]
... Do you like him?
[He trusts the other man to understand that he isn't asking about whether Andrew is considered a friend. He is asking if Lin has used him, because it certainly feels that way.]