"... Dunno." It was strangely sweet, in a weird way, a way that made Jonathan's stomach drop in a strange way. He didn't like it but he liked it at the same time, it was weird and he hated it. He turned left onto the road and it was definitely clear where they were now. Not long until Edward's place - definitely wanted to be careful people didn't talk, very typical of his sort. He was likely not gay and just playing around, wanting to get a rise, wanting to walk those lines but not wanting to actually be seen or known as being near a faggot. Seemed about typical.

He wanted more from Edward but the cynic in him wasn't willing to believe. "Like I said, you want to avoid talk, you stay away from me. It's the smartest thing to do."

Pulling the car to a stop on the street, Jonathan pulled on the hand break. "I assume you can walk from here?"