Barcus smiles at him. He doesn't have Bel's full back story, and he doesn't have to, to want to reassure him he'll have a home with Barcus whenever he needs it. "I hope you will. I worry...we'll lose our memories of this place, when we leave. If we leave. I suppose if we do, even the amulet I've given you won't mean much, but--"

He shrugs. "I have to hope." And he's working on it, from another angle entirely.

"I trust you." He nods, and while he hasn't spent a lot of time considering how it might feel to be bitten by this man, the idea is immediately appealing.

He grins, chuckling softly. "And it's not a kink, trusting you, I swear it isn't, but there is something taboo-breaking about the idea of us together that's fun."