Morrigan nodded tersely. She had known that he liked her; it had been part of the reason she left. But this conversation had thrown her off-balance, and after his cursing and outrage, she wasn't entirely sure where they stood. But he said 'like', not 'liked'. That was something. What on earth were they supposed to do now?
She crossed her arms over her chest, looking around. "Brother, I..." will light you on fire if you tell anyone, "would prefer if this didn't get out." She was gritting her teeth.