[Orym draws another shaky breath, slowly getting his breath back as the collar eases its hold for the time being. He looks up at Dorian and offers a small, faintly apologetic smile.]

Like I said, maybe not that crazy.

[Cat's halfway out of the bag, and is not going to go back into the bag easily. So he may as well just let it out.]

I've been trying to find the right time to tell you. That I've been in love with you for a while now, and sometimes... sometimes I'm brave enough to think you might feel the same.