It was a question that needed no answer- it already had been, after all. Aden accepted all of Vector- now, as he always had. The change in the nature of their relationship wouldn't suddenly make him wish Vector was different. Wouldn't make him seek to make Vector deny a part of his very being- after all, so far as Aden was concerned, Vector could no more stop being a Joiner and Dawn Herald than he could stop being Chiss.

To ask him to deny that part of himself during such moment, or to wish to change him, that would be cruelty.

Aden loved him- as he was. He always had. Ever since he'd first laid eyes on him on Alderaan, he'd felt drawn to him.

And now here they were- finally together, "We shall-" He replied, softly, a pleased little sigh escaping him as Vector's lips brushed his neck, head tilting back as a shudder ran through him. Even just this was somehow almost intoxicating- he couldn't help but press his body closer to Vector's, arms wrapping around him, slipping beneath his clothes to trace his fingertips along his back, trailing lightly up along his spine.

If it was like this for him, he certainly hoped that it was the same for Vector. He hoped to see the other man lose his composure entirely, before the night was over.