I don't give a shit about that, [says kavinsky, which sounds dismissive-- and it is. but the fact is, he's never been very good at maintaining platonic friendships, with or without sex. some boundary tends to get crossed. and as a result, he tends to be shitty and forgetful of his friend-friends, at least, until he loses them, or someone points them out to him, or a threat arrives.] You'd still pick him over most people, that's all.

It's cool. [it's. not actually cool? or maybe it's thirty-five percent cool. or it's only cool when kavinsky isn't the one being chosen over. it's hard to say what kavinsky means by 'it's cool,' but considering he's minding himself as he carefully cuts pieces off nico's hair, he could certainly be more self-ignorant and vindictive right now.] You guys can have your weird platonic sexual bullshit I guess.

[snip snip snip. more black locks fall away from nico's head.]