Duke tipped his head down to press against hers. "Otaim," he agreed.

At length, he let out a little sigh.

"I don't know why I want to know, but -- you and Ilian, were you. . . ? I mean, you lived with him." He closed his eyes, annoyed with himself, and hurried on. "I mean, it's totally fine if you were. You thought you'd never see me again. I'm not jealous." He was a little jealous. She was the one who got him to give monogamy a shot in the first place, after all. "I just want to know what he meant to you."