[Richard leaned into the closeness, feeling the comfort from his lover's presence and the quelling of his initial anger. He carefully craned his neck up so that he could capture Silco's lips with his own, answering to the affection with a brief and chaste kiss. Then, he lowers his head again and presses their foreheads against each other.

A very simple act, but yet it felt monumental between them. A reassurance of the connection and the trust that they shared between one another. It was enough to thaw some of the iciness from Richard's mind and fill it with confidence, leaving no room for the demons who were looking to bring him down into darkness.

His fingers trace idly patterns on Silco's clothed back as he thinks over Silco's words. To be completely honest, the idea of confirming Jinx's thoughts about his identity still doesn't set well with him -- fearing of the potential backlash and ire directed towards his person. Would such revelation taint the name of Richard the Third in the eyes of those who knew him?

But he wasn't foolish enough to think that they could avoid it much longer, not if they wanted to keep things from escalating any further]

Only.. Only if you think it will help. And can ensure that she will guard our secret. [He gives in, trying to tone down the doubts of his mind.] ...I have never intentionally instigated an encounter with her. It has always been her coming after me.