"It's not - I mean, it might be about that, but I won't tell you what I'm feeling if you don't want me to," Anael told him, sounding uncharacteristically uncertain as he talked. He still didn't know if this was the best thing to do, for Robin. But when in doubt, tell the truth.

"I know Prometheus," he stated, his eyes on Robin. If he had not needed breath to speak, he might have held it indefinitely. "We were chatting, and we realised we both knew you. He was upset when I mentioned we were - sleeping together, now and then. And now you feel the way you feel."