"Sexless, yes. Loveless, no. The latter was where I thought we were heading. I know how horrifically wrong I was about that. You were the one who taught me that intimacy doesn't mean sex. Intimacy without sex is often even better. Way often. If it's any consolation, I think I'd be terrified to have sex with you now anyway. HIV..." Austin pointed at himself and then to Beau. "Immune issues. Not that the option is there but my point is, I can survive without sex, I haven't slept with anyone since all this shit happened. I don't want to. Sex, and lack thereof, has caused me to make more mistakes than I can ever make up for. If I thought the outfits were sexy, I'd become a monk. The other stuff? Yes. I could've done it, if I wasn't such a fuckup and completely misread the signs. Now it's a moot point. How have you been, though? Overall, recently. Not since I rocked up. I know that fucked you up."