[ Inigo falters for a step, but he's quick to fall back into the rhythm he's set for them. Ah. This Gerome's just full of surprises. ]

... No. We're not together. [ He hopes this Gerome can't read him like an open book. Hopes he can't hear the "but I wish we were" hidden in his words. ] Don't get me wrong - we're still close friends, and I still saw him from time to time before coming here, but his heart belongs to Laurent.

[ A pause, and a weak smile. ] I'm sorry - it must be weird to hear about this.