"What do you mean
feel about it. There's no opinion on your own feelings. You either have them or you don't. No contemplation involved. You are
allowed to like a girl. More than one girl. A thousand girls if you want."
Bix would have gave him a pat or a manly squeeze but they were across from eachother so he just sat there oddly and picked at the corner of his couch cushion.
"Every girl is different and.. they way you like them is going to be different. That doesn't mean its more right or less right, per girl. Does she make you happy?"