[ He frowns a bit at that, but it's not anger, just confusion. Pulling up his sleeve to look at his arm, he shakes his head. ]

You're not sharing me when we're alone. These are just memories, Fjord. My own reminders... and they're all connected on a background that represents you. Because we were... are together. I don't go on dates with other people, I come home to you every night that I can. We're both sleeping with other people but I am yours.

[ He trails his fingers down the water, bright blue on his lavender skin. ]

I know it bothers you, though. What can I do to help?