Even if Dion hides it well, Joshua can feel him bristling ever so slightly. He squeezes his arm instinctively, in a bid to soothe, regardless whether it's needed or not.

"Well, it ultimately is my choice, isn't it? It isn't as if Clive is giving my hand away."

Since, well, marriage was off the table. Dion had made that abundantly clear...and Joshua would not ask that of him either out of respect.

"I hope you can see that you are enough someday."