Faelan did a double take so rapidly that tea spilled out of his lips, and he almost dropped his cup.
"You did?" he asked, wiping his mouth and trying to ignore the stab of sadness that came over him at that. He stared at Oliver for a moment. It wasn't his brother's fault that his love life was over. He shouldn't begrudge Oliver any happiness because of it. "That's great," he said with a smile. "What's his name?"