[Dion swears his mind shorts out every time Joshua calls him that. For so long, it has been a title, an emblem of the symbol Dion was, rather than himself. With Joshua, it's different. He knows those words carry a different weight. He's being teased, but only in a playful way. Even in this, Joshua understands him so deeply.

How did it take him so long to act on these feelings? It doesn't matter if he had only just found himself with the time to do so. He's missed out for ages, it feels like.]

It is good, then, that I am no stranger to danger. [He feels himself to start to lean into Joshua's space, and quickly pulls back. The temptation to simply exist in close proximity to the other man is so difficult to resist.]

But I doubt I could ever tire of your presence. Besides, I should think my healer should be grateful to have a constant eye upon me. Otherwise, I might yet get in trouble.