[ He was rooting for Blitzo to get his shit together. There were definitely things he saw of himself in there. Louder and more vulgar, but there was something familiar.

But shifting the subject to what comes next is a bit of a relief, even if he has no immediate answers. ]

This is new for me in a number of respects. So slow is...much appreciated.

[ Has he been in a romantic relationship with another man before? No. Has he been attracted to any before? Yes. Done anything? Yes. (In a labyrinth very much like this one; there was a cursed peach, a work colleague he was on fairly friendly terms with, there were no hard feelings afterward and they parted ways amicably.) Has he ever been in a relationship with someone who wasn't human? Also no. There are a lot of blind spots here and time to figure out what the rules are and what he should be doing is very needed. ]

And there are already so many things that are complicated or difficult. About this place. About each of us. I don't see reason to create more problems, not in this.

[ Especially not when it has become a normal thing to come together in search of something uncomplicated when things are a mess. ]

I suppose the chief worry that remains then is admitting that I have no idea what I am doing. It's not a familiar place for me; I'm usually the one that knows about everything.