[ She snort laughs, and yeah, she was pretty sure he wouldn't care, city being the city and knowing from North that York's not really the possessive type, but it's still easier to laugh about once he confirms that. ]

Dude, she's so fucking hot. Like, you obviously fucking know that, but fuuuuck. I have a type, okay, and that type is like— that type is like any woman on our old squad. So. Yeah.

[ A beat. ]

Is that weird to say? That feels weird to fucking say aloud, but seriously.