Caleb recognizes the words at once, of course. Despite how hard his heart is pounding, his smile grows a fraction wider, mirroring Yussa's. He leans toward the older man, bowing his head to press into his touch.

"Yes. Very much. I--I would like to be intimate with you again. Now, and in the future, should I continue to impress."

He feels his face heating further, but he hopes that is clear enough. He is very, very interested. Memories of their previous encounter have kept him warm at night on several occasions.