[ At her hesitance, Arthur casts a glance over to Henry, who looks as laid back as ever. He likes to think he knows the man well enough to consider this a good indicator of whether he should keep going– which is to say, things are looking up. He gives her a half-shrug, more like a shoulder raise. ]
We're not committed, it's sort of a no-strings arrangement. That alright with you?
[ He's really asking if she would consider them all exclusive. If she even wants that. Or if she wants the same thing they've already had; nothing concrete, just the freedom to occasionally keep beds warm and company. ]
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We're not committed, it's sort of a no-strings arrangement. That alright with you?
[ He's really asking if she would consider them all exclusive. If she even wants that. Or if she wants the same thing they've already had; nothing concrete, just the freedom to occasionally keep beds warm and company. ]