Paul's gaze is unsurprised. "Oh, you've run into it too? Not just them fucking with me, that's good to know. I exchanged a passionate and highly involuntary kiss with a complete goddamn stranger." The bitterness in his voice is mostly perfunctory-- the sting of that episode has mostly faded now.

His gaze though sharpens on Cain, and after a few seconds' pause, partly to judge whether or not this question is totally.... wise, or maybe he should just leave the topic the fuck alone--

"...yours a bit more than that?" he hazards. Sure, it's possible that the other man was just wigged by a kiss, but Cain doesn't strike him as a guy to wig easily, and the look in the other man's eyes...