"Take care of me?" Shadow asked carefully. "I'm sorry fella, but you don't need to. I got from Texas to New York in a 1967 Chevrolet with out any help, I can kinda take care of myself. But, you're perfect the way you are. I fell for a shy, careful guy that's nearly my opposite. I love him, not some fearless, emotionless freak like James. He's more of a friend, you're more of a boyfriend."