Traveling to far off exotic places, meeting interesting people-

"I...do not know what you expect me to say, Michel." They had an unspoken agreement, that this was something they could enjoy without placing claims upon one another. That he came to him now after thinking that yes, perhaps he might want something more with someone, yes, he had as much a right to that depth of affection as anyone else-

The fates were fucking with him again, clearly. Fickle bitches.