"Ain't no such thing as light hands, with ranch folk." A beat, as he decided how to continue that, "N'any doctor, decided t'himself I was gay, s'a lot less likely t'try an' make m'comfortable, not wantin' me to think it was a pass or something," There was surprisingly little malice in his voice; it was just how his life had been. Part of the fascination, with this man that seemed so... open about himself.
Jack almost wanted to find that within himself, now, if he dared to believe he could.