(Closed starter for @devilradio.)
This dinner was awkward, to say the least, sitting right across from his "arch nemesis" with his hands folded on the table. He was surprised Alastor even accepted his invitation, though he didn't have faith Alastor would stay for much longer. So, he took a sip of his drink and cleared his throat.
"I've been doing some introspection. A rare occurrence for me, I must confess, but I just wanted to say I'm sorry about the past. I can see things from your perspective now, and I didn't mean to make you feel like you were being used, especially not for...that." He shivered a little. "I understand how it must have looked. I acted so love sick back then. I mean, I thought I was romantically in love with you, but I don't think I was, actually. No offense, of course. Not that it would have been right to push that on you either way!"
He put his hands up a little in surrender, eyes narrowing in thought.
"Though, might I suggest you might be aro?"
