It's okay man, I'm not gonna judge you or anything for your weird tastes -- [ he says, judgingly ] -- if you like dudes you like dudes, that's totally okay, next time we go out I can be your wingman or something, even.

[ it doesn't even register that he might just be embarrassing his friend, talking about all this stuff in the presence of people and a good majority of dudes. Law's naturally loud, too, so it's not like he has any volume control or anything.

he's following along with his friend's explanation well enough and, admittedly, this is pretty par for the course with this place. he hasn't had anything strange happen to him so far (aside from a couple odd animal ears, maybe, and a weird inclination for head pats as a result) but he knew it was only a matter of time.

Luke's unintended, rushed confession makes him pause, because he'd been half-joking about turning Luke gay, but if he actually had that's a whole other can of worms to open. is it because it's the holidays??? the reset???

he doesn't even consider that if may be the fault of the little blue crane above their head, instead reaching out a hand to pat Luke's shoulder and offer a word or two of comfort. ]

My first and only love confession came from a cow.

[ it comes out without him meaning it to, given the way his eyes widen a little, but it's not the worst thing he could have said. ]

You're a lot cuter than a cow. [ that was the worst thing he could have said. ]