Luag let out a heavy sigh as he squeezed Nate's shoulder. "Everythin's too dangerous with me 'round, bòidhchead," he murmured softly. "They dinnae have a quarrel with ye..." He snorted as he rolled his eyes. "At least with yer blood, but as ye arenae tryin' ta dodge out o' marrying someone beneath yer blood, Ah dinnae think they'll care much 'bout ye being gay."