"No need to be jealous," Gideon said curtly, not confirming nor refuting Chilton's analysis of Gideon's assertion. That hadn't been exactly as he'd intended his meaning, but he was happy to let Chilton think that. Better than admitting that he simply didn't know how best to define their strange arrangement.

His lips curled slightly, revealing a thatch of teeth in the humorless smirk that formed.

"Never said we would have a future. In fact..." Gideon turned his gaze out over the water, a little contemplatively. His eyes seemed distant in a way his memories could only ever wish to be. "I've made it very clear I'm not the sort of person interested in forming relationships. At least not the kind you're suggesting."