With someone who was not an elf. Those without fey ancestry are more susceptible, then. That makes sense. Yussa had implied that he'd fucked in worse places. Still, Caleb finds himself having to fight down a surge of jealousy (entirely irrational, he knows) over Yussa's past companion, whomever they might have been.

"I still feel a little out of it," he confesses. "The, ah, sex part has mostly faded I think," for now, anyway. "But there is something...missing. I do not remember how we got here, or our specific purpose, beyond exploration and research."

It's disconcerting not to remember, but oddly not as much as it probably should be. He hasn't shaken it off nearly as well as Yussa thinks he has.