Those kisses are very nice, and the way that Angelo is talking to him, without irritation or anger, that's nice too. But Alastor can barely wrap his mind around what the man is suggesting. For the sake of his affection, he tries; he does his best to imagine taking what he's given, enjoying the company, and not asking for anything else, not wondering what else could be done and what more Angelo deserves. But he can't. It's simply unfathomable to him. What a waste of them both that would be.

Unfortunately, Alastor knows that Angelo may never be able to appreciate the way his basic nature drives him, and he's not about to get himself kicked out of bed right now over a pointless ultimatum. This family belongs to him. Even if Angelo never wanted to see him again, he wouldn't be gone. "I'm not going anywhere."