"He's nicked traffic cones?" Barty had to laugh at that. What? It was funny. "What's the point of that?" He'd have to ask Bill about it, the mental images he was coming up with were already very amusing. Just Bill with a traffic cone on his head. Nicking them and apparently getting caught. He shook his head, still amused, the sighed.

"So, what? Because he's had a rough life I can't be with him? They were bashing him when I found him, Sam. They were beating on him for being gay. So I took him from that. Is that bad?" He didn't get it. "I haven't hurt him. Not once."