It was one of those things that he'd been curious about, before he'd even started to learn from Pyotr, or learn himself. And as Cain looks up at him through his dark lashes, he can feel his face heating up, the tips of his ears getting pink.

"S-since August?" He hadn't intended on telling him the actual truth, but he remembers the first time he knew he was truly in trouble when it came to the other man, the second time they'd slept together on board, and all that resolve had just fallen apart. It was days after he'd arrived, and god is it embarrassing to admit, but they were being honest, right?