Tom's head cants to the side like a dog that hears its' name as Billy talks, brows furrowing more and more. Billy seems to be trying to wrestle with something.

From himself? About Tom?

It's evident the moment he finishes, and Zane's immensely grateful for the alarming amount of patience he has. Other people figuring themselves out, choosing their words--he could watch it all day.

"Lucky for you, I love complicated," he encourages, and shoots the other a winning smile, flinging his arms wide for the umpteenth time.

"You gotta embrace it--and it looks like you are! Hey--you should be proud, telling a complete stranger. Really shows some guts. Good for you!"