You always are. [ He cups a hand against Byerly’s pretty face, for a moment, before it skates down to his chest. ] Anyway, I would never let you be underdressed at your own party. Or overdressed.

Tell me… [ The figure eight he’s drawing around By’s nipples doesn’t pair well with a serious question, but too bad. ] Did I hurt you, when I said I would hold some of my heart back?