[Hector winces. Everett, the more Hector gives voice to it, the more awkward things will become. Can't they just go back to being master and pet now, and just agree to collective amnesia about Hector's slip-up?

But Everett's demanding an answer, and of the two of them, Hector's not the more forceful personality. He gives way before Everett does.]

You're being dramatic. [He grumbles, because if Everett is demanding the truth, he's going to get that little nugget, too. He slides a hand over Everett's gloved one at his face. There's always going to be that layer separating them, no matter how close they get.]

I know I'm not supposed to...[He refuses to say 'love you' again. The first time has already caused enough trouble.]...get too attached. You indulge me so well, but you've got true bonds. I'm just someone who comes for the night.