Yes, you, love. [ He watches those emotions play out over Aspen's face and when he replies, sounding so startled and a little lost, Sinbad's throat works on a rough swallow as he keeps himself silent. Let's Aspen work through it in his own time. ]

Well then. You're a little overdue for someone to ask for one, don't you think?

[ Sinbad stays kneeling where hs is, thumb brushing against Aspen's cheek with soft affection, the gesture an almost-absent one as he waits, watching Aspen's face. When the other Dominant offers a softly-spoken option, Sinbad tips his head to the side to consider it. ]

Opal. [ He echoes it, committing the word to memory. ] I'll remember it, Aspen. And should you ever feel the need to use it - for whatever reason - I'll make sure whatever it is stops. Do you understand?