Re: Room 12: Janus A/Steve M
[Steve watched the drama of confusion, understanding, and disbelief play out over features so taut and withered in the cheek, they lost their youth. He cocked his head to the side, brows up, waiting for the response, patiently, of course. He rubbed his right thumb over his left, where his hands sat in his lap. His expression changed briefly to sympathy and concern at the coughing, and he pat the boy's back a handful of times, until Allen spoke. Steve thought a little.] We've talked about his relationship with you, his interest in you, and where that puts us. We both agreed that, at this point, neither of us are particularly jealous people. If he wants you and you want him, that's great. Wherever the lines of want and interest cross, it's great. [He cocked his head in the other direction.] If you want to have a talk with him—or him and me—together, we can do that. But, don't feel like it's anything you have to do, if it's not your... thing. [He smiled.] There's the matter of whether you have any interest in me at all, too. I like you. I think you know that.