"You can use it, if you like," he offers. He's remained Glitch - and would continue to do so - for DG reasons and Cain reasons and his own reasons because it was simple, genuine. The time may have come, though, to hear his real name from a few.

His fingers weave into the hair at the nape of Bagoas' neck, and he's happy and cozy and...a little hesitant. A touch of guilt and uncertainty and the old instinct which told him no. It's a tangle of anxiety and contentment, and he needs to navigate it carefully so the one isn't ignored and the other isn't lost.

A long ol' talk, that's still happening, even if he does steal a brief kiss in the meantime.

"Be patient with me," he says softly, bumping noses. "And tell me if I do anything wrong or...anything."