Of course Rusty was fine with it. He didn't care. Sure when he was little he had no fucking clue why men would like men but growing up around liberated and free-minded people had helped his view. "Ha, me?" Rusty shook his head, putting an arm around Brad as well, looking upon Peter like they were proud parents. "Nah he likes you, Horse Prince. You got a man who'll fucking idolize you right there. You're probably like his role model or something now. Ya know... I think I'm gonna have more trouble with you falling in love with me, cause be honest, you just can't top the beard. Am I right? And there's so much more to love..."