"I lied before. About my father." He clarifies with a gentle smile. "It's hardly important, but it seemed silly to keep pretending." And it really doesn't feel important, not the way it once did. Maybe their is something to this talking idea after all.
"I assure you my intentions are entirely innocent." He replies primly, already searching for a pen and paper to start an inventory. And for the record, his intentions are the opposite of innocent.