[ he carefully laces his fingers together, struggling with the urge to clench them, feeling cold and out-of-sorts. this is ridiculous. it's fine. he's no one to this aral or this cordelia, and it's not as if they'd ruled out the idea of other lovers. it's just..

just nothing. stop, oliver. ]

If he brings it up and needs me to do so, I'll be glad to, [ he says after a moment, off-balance and uncomfortable. had miles brought that up for a reason..? ] Otherwise, like I said-- I don't interfere in his family life. That includes he and his lady wife's, ah.. partners.