Eddox moves a half-step closer, turning so that Sulen is to their right. "Oh, you want to know my preferences?" They let that hang for a half second and then say as if they hadn't teased, "Umul Eddox, for you, I think." They thread a finger behind their ear, making the chain on their hearing aid sparkle in the light and causing a stray curl to land across their forehead. "Do you find me impertinent? There's this look on your face, and I can't discern if it's my fault or not."