"I don't even know what you're saying right now," he said, taking an extra long sip from the bottle. That was pretty much a lie. He had a pretty good idea what Kyle was trying to say. But that was one revelation too many. And sure, maybe right now he was being the coward, but they'd both come here to get away from everything.

He said that, but he'd used the hand that wasn't on Kyle's thigh to grab the bottle. He paused mid-way to lowering the bottle and then continued drinking.

"I'd still win a game of chicken," he muttered, desperately trying to recapture that teasing mood that Kyle's serious shift had dispelled.