Look, that could have been a very close platonic friendship, too. You don't know!

Brock scrubs at his cheek a little. "I mean, I want them to think it's a woman. I don't... look," he tries again, adjusting his seating. He's already turned to face her so he can't really give her any more attention than he already is. "If I tell them something real, there's a good chance they're going to actually use it in there. You get what I'm saying? I don't want that to happen. I can't let them use people I care about to get at me."