"If I recorded the way you looked eating that Jaffa Cake just then, you'd have agreed with me," TJ pointed out with a grin. He pushed his fingers through his hair and - not for the first time - wished that Felix was gay. For real. He cleared his throat and looked away briefly, feeling that familiar stab of irrational hurt but. Whatever.
Whatever.
"That's all I ask, mate," he commented, "Just that you watch out. And don't- I mean, don't get too wrapped up in her too quick. That's always a recipe for disaster."