"I know..." Mao winced, radiating guilt so strongly you could practically touch it. "I was just...like, scared." He stared down at his shoes, it was so hard to explain. "Not of you but, just..." He sighed with a shake of his head. "I dunno."
"...And anyway, if it helps at all, Lukas hasn't spoken to me since you posted that thing." Mao gave a little laugh and a half crooked smirk. "I kind of called him a self hating faggot. But, Jesus Christ, he so is! Otherwise he wouldn't be so preoccupied with the fact I have a dick." He rolled his eyes. "Moron."