"It didn't feel right, Denny," Aster said, and consciously moved a little ways away as he kept speaking. "I didn't really like Else more than a friend, and...and I kept...I had this other friend named Lukas from Norway and...he was also uh, blond and pretty and I found myself thinking about him a lot. While we...were. You know." He blew out a breath. "And I haven't even told Owen about this Dennis and you have to swear not to but I think I'd just rather...do that...with other boys."