Felih can't help but keep steadily gazing at his beloved, ears low, trying to puzzle out what on earth the Exarch could mean by that. There's still so much the man hasn't explained, still so much hidden...

The question catches him off guard.

"Oh. No, we were wounded, so I tended to him and put him in bed and forbade he leave it. I may have had to use an enchantment to do so," he says with a small, wry smile, before he sighs and hugs the Exarch close again, still stubbornly trying to give the man some more affection.

"Darling, I want answers," he murmurs quietly. "Please. How did this happen to you?"