This, Roth thought to himself, was the price he must pay for being able to have his fun. Listening to this romance nonsense. But he'd long since perfected the vaguely concerned, non-judgmental facial expression. "Do you have regrets about making such a lifelong commitment at so young an age?" he asked, because that seemed like the most likely cause of distress. He had a boyfriend and fancied someone else as well. It was a wonder why anyone bothered to pair up, really. Why not just shag who you wanted to shag and cuddle who you wanted to cuddle at any given time?