"Shit, man, I dunno," Hardison said, scrubbing the side of his face. "I don't think any number of notes sayin', Eliot, you grow up an' accept yourself an' these fine-ass people an' y'all are gonna live happily ever after would have fixed this." He felt hungover and he hadn't even drunk anything. "An' it's not like I didn't push, I know that."