I won't. I simply can't forget. [Everett reaches for Hector's face, cradling his jaw in both hands, gently caressing him while raising his gaze. The older man nudges his forehead to Hector's, endearingly close and not allowing him duck away]

My views on such things are... likely skewed, from yours. My dear Hector, what do you mean by for real? I wish- I must know... or my heart won't find rest. Don't torment me so. [dramatic man]