[ Little does Mishka know--in the lonely nights to come, he is going to have a lot to think about. Maybe a little too much.

Adelis being loved, though, that causes a smile to cross Trahearne's face. It's true. There's a flash of...something, an emotion indescribable to both himself and Mishka, if he is watching, that crosses his face. But it's quickly masked by his typical enigmatic pleasantries. Even though this face is not his, he seems to command proficiency over controlling its looks.

He spends his time while Mishka is speaking to cut the rest of his stack of pancakes into smaller pieces. His own eyes remain fixed on the food while he replies. ]

I embrace what time we spend together. [ He forks a piece, observes it, but does not eat it immediately. ] Much like you, I am afraid of overwhelming him with what love I have to give. [ He chuckles. ] A part of me is afraid he will pull back eventually, but he is...very good to me.

[ His tone is almost incredulous. It's a bit hard for him to believe, still. Even though they're engaged. ]