"Fuck you, Steve's dad," she echoes. "I'd tell him that to his face in a second, just so you know. He wouldn't get to do that. Not on my watch."

She's quiet and then, even though she's sure he already knows, she says, "I don't care about any of that. I don't believe it, I don't buy into any of that masculine bullshit. You're allowed to have feelings around me. Any feelings."

She doesn't want him to ever feel like he has to hide parts of himself because she might think less of him. That his own father taught him that only pisses her off.