Reid's heart does something weird, it twists in his chest, jumps into his throat. There's no way Xavier could recognize him, and yet...

Even Reid didn't miss that slip. Either way, Xavier's laughing now, which is encouraging. Reading people is even harder with this disorienting charm making everything foggy, and Reid's bad at figuring people out on a good day. But Zav must be getting over Reid's earlier fuckups, and Reid's no longer debating running away. He mirrors Zav, putting his hands in his pockets.

"I just like 'em," he says plainly. And then, suddenly bold, he asks: "Don't you?"