That's better. Ivan doesn't know what else the other man wants from him, except for what he does know but refuses to acknowledge. He just-- needs to take this in steps, for his own sanity. Public, then moving in, then maybe telling Duv that he--

Well, whatever. The thoughts are chased from his head by Duv's question, and Ivan shoots him a wide grin. "Right. Let's try the incense shall we?"