"It's... just an easier term than 'the guy I'm dating'. I've not told him that he's my boyfriend yet. I kissed him though..." Billy smiled and blushed a bit at the admission. He coughed dramatically and pulled his hair out of his eyes, a stupid grin on his face. "But you probably didn't want to know that."
He listened to Bart's admission about the 30th Century with a quiet, attentive gaze. Wow... that was... something. It wasn't as if he had any reason necessarily to disbelieve Bart. There were aliens, and magic, and mutants. Who said there couldn't be time travel as well. He drummed his fingers against his lips as he thought of the right thing to say in response. He wasn't freaked out by it. Not much, anyway. A large smile crept over his face though as the perfect response, at least to him, came to his mind.
"So... DeLorean or TARDIS. Though, fair warning... you say TARDIS and I might not be able to keep myself from fangirling right here..."