Poison nods. "Yeah, I figured. Just wanted to make sure. So like... I mean, I'm not gonna pretend to know how you feel or what you ultimately want with Carson - or anyone - and I'm not gonna act like you know exactly what you want either. It's still pretty new, right? There's no rush in figuring that part out."

He pushes the bacon around the pan. "But... shit gets more complicated when you actually want to be with someone." He thinks of Ghoul, and he thinks of Jack.