"Then that is enough," for how long? Michel wasn't entirely certain, but for now it was an answer that would serve him, and he relaxed against Zevran, luxuriating in the feeling of fingers combing through his hair. For now he had this, but he was certain Zevran would cut him out soon, that was his expectation anyway. He might have marked Michel, but the Chevalier doubted he would be kept. It simply was not done, not in his experience.