Kavinsky laughed again, his smile soft and slow. He nodded after a moment. "Yeah, me too. But--I never would have been talking to her about this shit. The fact I had a boyfriend--boyfriends--sure. But none of this. She's way younger than me and shit."

He leaned his head back. "You haven't told me much about your sister. Like. You don't need to, or whatever. But..."

He'd like to know. Selfishly. Even knowing he probably wouldn't be the only one to know those things about Jack, he'd like to know them.