"Idealistic. I mean, I don't blame you for wanting it but when have we ever been idealists? I've always thought we were realists so we're not going to be able to resolve anything on an idealistic scale." Beau secured the IV line and took the added step of covering it with a light bandage so if Austin wanted to get freaked out by the weight and terror of this conversation and yank it out again, Beau would have time to stop him before he hurt himself again. He already had a dark bruise forming over the back of his hand from where he tore the last one out but that could be factored down to being HIV Positive now. "There. No touching until the bag's finished. I'll give you some arnica for that bruise when you go home. You should've said something. Even if all this hurts, I'm still glad you want to talk it out. I don't think holding onto anger is good for either of us, health or emotional-wise. How do you know my feelings haven't already shifted hearing the situation wasn't as cut and dried as I thought it was? I had to learn that you didn't cheat on me beause I wouldn't have sex with you, and you had to learn my mental issues were a lot deeper than you thought. We're both hurting here. I respect that."