[His smile only softens when Vincent faces him. Rather than reach up to brush the hair out of his face, he reaches to smooth the blanket over his side as an excuse to touch him. There hasn't been enough alcohol imbibed tonight to ensure that the Earl won't remember this, but he's still tempted. Vincent needs to know; if he doesn't know now, he will eventually, and there will be no chance now for him to tell the man if and when they return home.]
What would you think if I told you you had already spoken to one, someone you've known for some time?
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What would you think if I told you you had already spoken to one, someone you've known for some time?