Mitchell blushed and ducked his head as he realized what Hermes was implying, and was glad to hide his face behind his cup of tea. He was even more grateful to shift the focus away from the fae's attention and onto his feelings for Samandriel.
He knew his face must be ridiculous, but he couldn't help the smile. "Yeah," he admitted, shyly. "I know it's only been a few weeks, but...." he shrugged. "It was...like it was meant to be, you know? I could have picked anywhere--literally anywhere in the world to go, but I came here, and he was there. If I'd shown up a day later maybe he wouldn't have been."