"It's a thing. School kids do. Listen..." He sighs, knowing he's bad at this. "I came here after having my heartbroken and you didn't let that stand in your way. I mean, I don't think either of us thought that would lead to roommates and all, but it worked for you. Use your strengths, Vasquez. Come on. Does anyone here know him better than you? Use that to your advantage. If he hasn't run yet? He probably doesn't want to."

He pauses and then adds. "He moved into our place, has to know you come to my bed. He's not put off by that. Means in my book? He's at least curious. There's places to run if he wanted to. you know. In the woods? So stop doing that, go home, and don't give him a choice but to talk about it." He waves his hand at him. "So turn and shoo."