My sensibilities are usually respected.

[Nothing from a vein. Glasses only, because what prince must work for his meals? It is the only way to cast the dislike of it, and those nights are the ones he did not kiss either of them. Trevor would know immediately anyway, and things with Trevor are so very tenuous.

The head on his shoulder gets a kiss. (Maybe a little coffee in the hair too.]

I never want you to. I...worry, you know. That it forces the burden of my emotional well being on you too much.