Sharon and Mobius
"I know you don't," Mobius replied, also quiet - in that accent again, chocolate in the ears. Just that smooth - if only he could place it (he couldn't, had no idea what he sounded like or what region it might be). He reached over and placed his hand over Sharon's, thumb stroking the back of hers. "I just - don't want anything to happen to you. You're important to me."
Maybe he'd start word vomiting about that, but it seemed safer than going ahead and sharing secrets in a public space - Asgardia was probably one of those places where there were just eyes and ears everywhere, even if you didn't obviously see them.