He mutters something into Raine's shoulder.

Asher is looking at Raine with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"I don't know what you just said," Raine says to Lev, and looks questioningly at Asher. 

"I am a. A homosexual."

Whatever it is Asher is thinking about, he doesn't seem inclined to share with Raine.

"There you go. Say it again?" 

"I'm a homosexual. I'm gay. I'm a fag. I'm a queer. I want to fuck guys." He looks at Sasha significantly.

Raine — does not kiss his forehead no matter how tempting it is. "You're doing great," she he Raine says. 

"I want to fuck you," he says.

It's true. It won't be worse if he admits it.

"And I want you to fuck me." 

"why."

"Because you're adorable and I like listening to you and it makes me happy when you smile and your hair is soft and you have nice hands and you're very good for hugging and kissing you was fun." 

"Oh."

It's more like a sigh than a word.

Raine leans down and kisses Lev's forehead. 

"...Thank you."

"What for?" 

Raine keeps petting Lev's hair. 

"Wanting me. I know I shouldn't, and I'm going to keep trying to recover, but-- it's nice. To be wanted."

"...it feels strange to say you're welcome but I can't think of anything else. I don't know if I could not want you." 

"Oh," he says again.

Raine closes his (her?) eyes and pets Lev's hair. 

And Asher keeps watching her.

Sasha has a one-on-one meeting with Christine that afternoon; he isn't sure what to expect, but he's fairly sure he won't like it. 

"What do you think of camp so far, Alexander?"

"Metalworking is fun and I've made friends." 

"Do you mind if we talk a bit about your homosexuality?"