Oh. Neal has no idea what to say to that. It feels like a compliment, in a strange way, but he isn’t sure why. Like an apology too.

There’s a part of him that wants to ride out this wave of honesty, tell Malcolm that it’s still hard to look at him with Will and not be jealous or resentful. It’s hard not be afraid that things he tells Malcolm will find their way to a man he doesn’t trust.

“Thank you,” he says softly.