[Eliot's head tips as he listens, and he makes a little soft sound of reassurance.] Caleb. [His voice is quiet and full of affection.] You're not an idiot. This place turns things upside down and inside out. If you feel that way about him, and he feels that way about you, then it's a good thing. And if you want him to wear something for you, then you should ask him.

[Eliot tips his chin up a second, looking up at the ceiling.] You're still young, and you know I'm technically older than I look. So you don't know what you do or don't do until you get there and find that something changes. Or maybe it won't. I've never figured I had a monogamous bone in my body, but for a while, that was all I wanted.

This place just doesn't give you the option to figure it out on your own with Francis. So this is probably the best way to do that. But, Caleb-

[Eliot sits up again and catches his fingers beneath Caleb's chin, turning him to look at Eliot.] We signed the contracts, we know where the city thinks we stand. But between us? If the two of you have something, and you need it to be just you - then tell me. I'll just be the name on the paper who sleeps in the room next door, and you two can take care of each other if that's what you want. And if not, then the three of us can figure it out together, all right? [Eliot leans in to give him a soft kiss.] We can start with dinner, and go from there.