Well, he couldn't really not tell her, now, and that occurred to him with a slight "oops?" feeling. Because if he said nothing, then she'd get pissed, and he was trying to help her, not piss her off.

But Ric's lack of surety left him feeling uncertain, now, too, like maybe they weren't really together, no matter what they'd said.

Add to that...he had no idea how to describe what they were doing. Dating? Hooking up? Exploring new levels of their friendship? None of that was right, and he'd be damned--more damned--if he knew what was.

"Ric and I..." He trailed off, closed his eyes, took a breath. "We've been...I mean, we decided..." Well, what had they decided beyond some possessive snarling and that they weren't just friends with benefits or whatever? "We weren't really going to tell anyone, yet, so if you could...not, that'd be cool..." Faint panic was showing and it was ridiculous--he was older than both of them combined, so he shouldn't feel like a teenager with his first crush, for fuck's sake.

"We're sort of...together?" He thought? Maybe? He looked at Ric a little helplessly.