[ Clearly articulating what he actually means, what a concept. But all Patrick can do is stare for a moment as he tries to put the pieces together and reframe this whole conversation.

And remind himself that just because David had thought he was proposing something else, doesn't mean he'll be any more amenable to what Patrick was talking about. ​]

I want.

[ He swallows, and looks away again, staring straight ahead at the wall. ]

I - don't know that I want it, exactly. I haven't. [ He closes his eyes briefly. He'd been trying to leave when David had walked in, after all. He hadn't wanted to ask for this, he'd wanted to...stop wanting it. ]

But I liked...I liked being with both of you, David. At the same time. I liked...I liked that it was you, specifically, and me and...someone else.

[ He flushes further and further as he speaks, the red creeping up from his collar, his face hot. ]

That's what I...couldn't stop thinking about.