The words are deliberate. Quiet, yes, because he isn't trying to make a scene here, but there is a lot he doesn't understand. "I want to know what is going on."

The last time they'd spoken, he'd tried getting closer, and York had frozen like a deer in the headlights. That had seemed a no-go, as clear a sign as he needed to step back and away from the situation. And now, York is lounging in his lap, kissing him on the cheek like it's nothing at all...

Is that what he thinks he wants?