For a moment Neve entertains that Kai and Dash spoke of this before, and this is part of a scheme. It's not a thought that bothers him. He knows he's difficult, that he's sometimes oblivious, that he'll avoid things that scare him, and this is definitely one of those things. How could the two best people he know like him the way he likes them? It didn't make sense. It wasn't the sort of thing that happened to Neve.

Even as Dash voiced his description of his crushes, as Neve wanted to tuck his face into the collar of his hoodie and tug it up to hide behind it, doubts crept in. It could be anyone else. Kai and someone else. Or neither of them. Two other people he knows. That made more sense than the possibility of Dash liking someone like him.

"I think... it's possible," he says carefully, staring stubbornly at the ground rather than either Kai or Dash, fighting the part of himself that's hoping and the part of himself that tells him there's no way, and he's a fool for hoping. "To like two people at once."

He would know. He's raged with himself about it for long enough by now to know it's entirely possible, and not a lie of his own lonely mind or a trick of any sort. Both Kai and Dash are precious to him, and have taken more room in his heart that he thought was available in the first place.