Bruce - Tom, he's been going by Tom for so many years now, it doesn't even seem strange anymore - smiles; it's a little wry in a self-depreciating way, and a lot knowing. One extremely surreal night mediated by Vanessza and a date that ended in near-disaster doesn't give him much of an edge on the situation. That Seoraj is smiling and that he isn't like -

- well. He isn't like any of the examples Bruce could cite in a conversation like this. That difference and its contribution to how keen he's become is something Bruce is cognizant of, though he chooses even now not to focus on it.

"It's not my usual fare, either."

With them more or less settled, Bruce clicks off the light. It'll pitch them into darkness for a bit, but the stars as bright enough that after a few minutes, he knows his eyes will adjust.