"Yes." He said very simply. "That bad?" His brows creased. He wasn't sure what kind of reputation he had with Peitho's followers, granted she always gushed over him. He liked Peitho. Peitho was good to him.
He held out his large hand for her to take, her fingers so small and gentle on his. "You're nice." He wasn't the most verbal, but he said what he needed to, and she was being a very sweet girl. Maybe Peitho had good reason to push her on him, he just didn't want her to feel pushed.