At the suggestion from Rowan Wrynn to leave, Temp looked shocked and appalled.

"Whuh? No! I can't leave you alone, bro!" Temp thumped his own chest with his fist. This was a matter of pride! And of being nice!

"Like, if I do, then you'll be all lonely and bored, and, like, that's not cool at all. Bros gotta stick together." Because him and Rowan were totally bros now. Especially since Rowan had taken his Gym Challenge! Like, they were basically best friends at this point. Basically.

"i'm sure we can, like, find some way to entertain ourselves in here, dude." Cheery as ever. If Temp wasn't now dating, it probably would have sounded more suggestive, but he wasn't about to cheat on his new boyfriend. Like, that was some asshole type stuff.

How did one explain the deep bond of Bros? You didn't have to know someone to be their bro. You just had to accept the bro-ism deep inside of yourself and offer it unto others. It was a way of life. One that Rowan Wrynn would need to understand before he could ever grasp the complex mind of Temp Rararie.

"Gavvie?" What had Cillian Quinn told him about Rowan....

"Nothing?" Was that the right answer? Temp couldn't recall any deep and reality-altering conversations about the new Beast. All he really knew was that he was a Beast plus whatever he had learned while at his gym challenge. Temp wasn't too much of a gossip and didn't think to press Gavin, or anyone else for that matter, about others.

Jokes on Rowan Wrynn, Temp had been calling him 'Gavvie' since they met. Way before any dicks were sucked in training rooms.

It was also a double joke that Rowan thought Temp had picked up on any of his scepticism at all. While typically pretty good at reading how people were feeling, he tended to be oblivious when it came to how they felt about him.

"Bro, really?" Temp just seemed excited more than anything. Since Rowan was in so close anyway, it was the perfect time to strike-!

Which is what Temp did, trying to lean forward from his own perch and crush Rowan in a hug.

"That's so cool, dude! I didn't know Gavvie had, like, a real 'bro'!" It would need to be something that Temp asked Cillian Quinn about later, that was for sure.

"Bro, like, you don't gotta' call me 'Norman', tho, man. Just 'Temp' is, like, what I like!"

Temp held on for exactly one second too long, so it could pass over even further into 'awkward' territory, before he finally let Rowan Wrynn go and pulled back.

"Dude, I can keep it all kinds of hush-hush!" Temp does the motion to 'zip his lips', complete with 'throwing away the key'.

Temp does tilt his head at the suspicious part, tries to roll it around in his head...

"Uh, well, I guess... I think if anyone had ever dated my lil' sis, I would have beat their head in if they fucked with her."

It was only now that it was sinking in what Rowan Wrynn was saying. This wasn't a casual conversation. This was a shovel talk.

Temp, for his part, look scandalized, and maybe a little hurt, at even the barest idea that he would ever intentionally hurt Cillian Quinn.

"Bro, never!" Defensive at first, a pout, before he sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, glancing away from Rowan as his cheeks turned a soft pink. Was it time to get sappy? It was time to get sappy.

"I love Gavvie, ya know?" No shame in that part, just what comes next. "I know I ain't... the smartest guy around. Lots of people till now only wanted me cause I was pretty to look at. I'm real lucky that Gavin wants to be my friend. That he would, like, wanna date me? Still fuckin' blows my mind."

He still couldn't quite look at Rowan, bashful.

"I've been a sucker for him since I met the guy, was just too fuckin' stupid to realize it. I ain't good at much, but if he asked me for the stars, I'd tear 'em all down so he can have 'em."

Joke on Rowan Wrynn, Temp had had feelings for Cillian Quinn for over two years now at this point. The whole relationship developing from 'friends who beat the shit out of each other' to 'boyfriends' had just been a sudden. Really, it to Temp, it felt more like he was a fish finally allowed water. Turns out when you're in denial even to yourself it still causes an ache of pain even if you don't recognize what it is.

"Adrian?" Temo's glad to have Rowan's approval, even if he didn't really need it, and now it's time to press him. It's not born out of malicious intent or even some jab to get back at the other for his own candy coated word vomit; Temp is, at heart, a romantic, and he loves the idea of love so much it makes him happy to hear about other people's.

"Is that your boyfriend? How'd you meet?"