[As soon as Boone goes limp in his grip Egon lets go, pulling the hand back to his chest almost as if it's a defense mechanism. The doctor nods slowly, wondering if he's broken things for Boone. Hoping he hasn't.]

That's alright. Like I said, I don't want to force anything on you. And if you decide this isn't for you, I hope I haven't tainted our friendship.

[Boone knew his romantic preferences. He was one of a growing few who had been entrusted with it. And even if it seemed he was fine with Egon as he was, this was often the nightmare scenario for straight friends.]