"Whoa!" Neville held up his hands. "I didn't know anything about it." He glanced at Harry. "Sorry, mate," he said with a grin. "I need him on my side at work tomorrow."
He turned the grin on Faelan. "Nothing wrong with liking both," he said, with a shrug. He drained his pint and placed it heavily back on the table top. "Nothing wrong with that, at all... But I guess that means you're dating someone of the female persuasion...?"