Seo burst out laughing.
It wasn't a small laugh, but a full one, his head going back and his hand coming up to cover his mouth too late to do anything useful.
Cullen looked at him, wondering if he had asked something funny.
Even Ruaan looked at him.
Seo composed himself slowly, pressing his lips together, his shoulders still shaking slightly. He pushed his glasses up and looked at Cullen with the pleasant unbothered expression of someone who had found something privately hilarious and was not going to fully explain why.
"I'm not sure I'm obliged to tell you anything about us," Seo said. He tilted his head. "Why? Are you jealous?"
Cullen's expression flattened. "You can't answer a simple question. Which means something is going on."
"Or it means I don't answer to you," Seo said cheerfully.
"You're bottom ten. You don't speak in front of me."
"You just said you wouldn't do that again," Ruaan said.
Cullen pressed his mouth shut.
