"Aye, if you do the same for me," he replied, feeling an odd warmth inside bordering on an almost pleasurable ache. Surprisingly not a trace of guilt. There'd be flashes of it occasionally, when Mikah would come to mind. But he realized now that it was almost habit. That stung a little, yet he knew deep down that the blond would be pleased to see that he could love Andi unhindered by the past.
A little bit of weight off his shoulders at that realization and he found himself purring in deep contentment. Whatever else happened, there was this.