Ethan knows she never held it against him, but he held it against himself, okay? It was truly horrifying and life-altering. Something he still hasn't been able to adjust to or to reconcile with at all, because he was made to be this terrible thing. His mother saved them all from it, but parts of him were still made by his father, and it's-- He doesn't know if he'll ever be able to come to terms with it really.

He smiles when she says it's what Ethan said to her too. "I wonder if it was only a storm that made the difference between us being together in my world and yours. I'd just never even-- I don't know," he says quietly, shaking his head. The world was going to end, and he never even took the chance. It seems so silly now in so many ways. He smiles at her at the way she straightens, the way she purses her lips, and then takes a shot.

The face she makes is absolutely adorable, and then he-- he laughs at her response.

"Well, good, if we slept together multiple times in one night, it must have meant it was incredible sex," Ethan says with a pleased smile even if he is just absolutely amazed that it even happened at all. They really did it. They more than kiss regularly. They clearly have sex regularly. "So did it start with a kiss and then just... build up to having sex or-- I should stop asking questions, huh?"

But there's that mischievous, charming smile on his face, and then there's this other question building. His smile kinda falls but mostly to be replaced with something curious and wondering as his fingertip slides over the rim of the glass. "So then are... you in love with me-- that me too or did you just want to sex me up? Either answer is... completely acceptable."