Both moods fell when the mention of Mable came up and he almost regretted it, but it had to be said. He wanted to apologize again but it seemed unnecessary. Whatever was wrong between the two perhaps had nothing to do with him. It somehow made him feel worse, it was easier to blame him since he could just avoid her and keep the two happy together.

Francis looked at him, lifting his head curiously. A warm smile appeared and he shook his head. "You do not need to ask me permission to speak about anything. Just say it. I think my feelings for you are known enough that you do not need to act nervous. If you can't help it, I understand. I just want you to know you can say or do anything, I will not tell you no."

Was that too much? He just didn't see Edmund asking him something he wouldn't do. And he liked the other's presence enough, he would do just about anything for the man who had him feel so good.