[He doesn't understand why the younger man seems so put out by the idea of talking about boundaries. Releasing Laurent's hand he sits back, frowning gently at him.]

In writing...? Look, I don't. If you're being facetious then fine. I understand that it's a bit ridiculous. But this is important to me.

I've slept in your room just the once. You've spent just the one night in mine. We've only slept together that one time. We live together, but we've had boundaries. Until a week ago. I just want to know the state of them now. That's all. Alright?