"That's not..." Artemis growled in defeat. "I just can't win, can I? You're going to take whatever I say and twist it!

"Well, we'll see about that," He cleared his throat and shifted himself around so he was sitting and facing Haku. "No matter what you looked like, be it man, woman, or whatever, it wouldn't matter to me. What I like is here," He touched Haku's forehead with a finger. He moved his hand down to his friend's chest, "And here. This," He brushed a hand against Haku's cheek, but lost his nerve and removed it after a moment. "Is superficial, comparatively."