It's the word friend that has Neil pausing, that has him watching Arcade Gannon in a whole new light. He considers brushing off the concern. Thinks about keeping his shit all to himself.

Finally, resigned, Neil starts to scratch the back of his head. "By myself, it'd be fine," he gives quietly. "I'd carry on as normal, and no one would give a shit."

But-- "I'm with someone, though, and I can see how that...may not be kosher. Most people care about having relations with their partners, don't they?"