"After I eat, yes." Dilan says firmly, "Braig is probably on his way here now." his smile is lopsided and apologetic, "I don't think in straight lines, and when I'm tired it's easier to go flitting from one subject to another like a moth on speed.

"How's this for a compromise? I won't touch you unless I'm certain it's you, but you have my permission for as much casual contact as you want, whenever you see me. And I'll let Braig know the same, so he won't touch Maya by accident."