"What?" Jaime's drunk enough now that he's having a hard time figuring out what Ennis is implying, and he definitely won't be able to parse what had happened in Seven Minutes in Heaven. Tomorrow he'll have a clearer view, but for now he just knows he should be somewhat embarrassed, so he glances off momentarily as the other boy tugs at his shirt. He only looks back when he tries to help steady his friend, and that's when he takes full stock of the situation.

"Rumors? And... what happened to you?"