[ Ugh, feelings. Cassian can't see it, but Pietro scuffs his shoe at that, head ducked. He supposes he has a few good qualities. ]

You do not need to worry, I doubt anyone is remotely interested.

[ In him, and certainly not in spending the rest of their lives tied to him. ]

And if they were, it would only be a matter of time before they brought out the pitchforks instead, so really it is better if I don't entertain the idea.

[ And yet. ]