Miguel refilled their glasses as Din spoke. He made a note of the name, since he'd happily drink it again, and remained oblivious to his friend's throat-clearing or anything like that. And then he thought about Din's question. "I..." he began, and then paused. How did he know? "I didn't. I mean. I knew she liked spending time with me. And I thought she might feel the same way I felt. But she's very different to any of my previous girlfriends, so I didn't know."
He did start to wonder why Din was asking as he answered, though. So he wasn't completely oblivious, it seemed. He glanced over at the other man as he lifted his drink and sipped at it again. "I hoped. So I asked. And it's been great ever since."