"Oh no, a zit," Beau offered dryly but it was with a faint smirk. He and Austin might be divorced but you don't just stop knowing someone despite a signature on a court document. He knew Austin's penchant for 'girly' drinks. He knew his almost-religious skincare routine for his complexion. He knew Austin would rather die than use shitty skincare products like Proactiv when he was more a luxury organic product type of guy. He was a pretentious sassy bitch and it was all what Beau fell in love with to start with. Austin wasn't going to inherently change who he was just because their marriage fell apart, even if it would've changed a lot of other things. "All that on top of fruity drinks? Yep, there was no way you weren't going to puke. Just saying. I can take you to see him but it'll just be through a glass wall and neither of them will be awake. The thing about cancer is not much brings comfort when you're going through it. It helped him trust me, though, when he didn't trust many people."