For a moment, Danny's blood ran cold at the thought of Ted catching him and Matty out somewhere. Regardless of who Danny was with, Matty or any male, Ted was bound to make a gay joke. Or two. Or twenty. And probably wouldn't let it go until his sick pleasure was satisfied. The thought was quickly dismissed. There was no way in the world Ted would bump into them. Not on a ship of this size. Or so, he told himself.
"Really?" he repeated himself, this time, with more disbelief in his tone. Had he really not been paying attention? Not that it mattered, who was gay on this ship. It simply surprised him that it had gone unnoticed all this time. A part of him was curious, wanting to ask further questions on the matter, but decided against it, not wanting to dig up another awkward topic. He watched Matty, making the alcohol disappear as quickly as he was, and smirked. "You're not a lightweight, are you?"