That name buzzed around in his head for what felt like an eternity. It was a man's name. He's quite nice.

Scorpius was having a bit of an internal crisis. Was this-- situation unique to the Draco here? Or had he been hiding his own inclinations for years for no reason? If that were the case, was that really a bad thing? At the least, it made him very frustrated with himself.

Merlin, he needed to say something. "I would like to. Sorry, I-- wasn't expecting--" Any of this. He was still a little dumbstruck, but genuine. And if there was a little curl of something unpleasant in his gut at the thought of Draco having the freedom to pursue such a relationship here, well, he could certainly keep that pushed down far enough that it wouldn't even come close to affecting his tone or expression.