*couldn't miss your intense(ly disgusted?) reaction if he tried (and oh, he tries)*
*doesn't spare the time to wonder whether you are simply having the same reaction to this information that you would have once upon a time, mostly because it is impossible not to remember his own feelings of guilt and self-loathing when he finally started admitting to himself that he was attracted to you*
*his eyes widening a little at it does explain the photographs until it occurs to him that you can only mean the innocent ones (the smiling photos, maybe even one or two sickeningly sappy love-y photos)* Yes. Well. That's how it was. I'm sorry the thought is so repulsive to you.
*clears his throat awkwardly, looking away, his cheeks turning pink* But you and I have worked together for a long time, too, and we've always managed it well enough. *(and he supposes that is no lie, even if many of those assignments came at a time when he thoroughly disliked you)* I don't see any reason that can't be the case now, if you choose to continue your House's work.