"I see, that makes more sense," Gallus said, raising his lips in concession.

When a teasing retort came his way, he smiled again and narrowed his eyes. "Well, you should have said so if you wanted it rough," he shot back. "Even with the wine, I remember that you were so nervous it was a wonder you didn't hurt yourself."

Gallus sat up straight again to drink and wiped his mouth with his sleeve. "Regardless, what's he like outside of the ring?"