Makoto looked up at N, then Ryouma. With a sigh he looked back at N. "N we..." he started to say, then stopped and sighed. How the hell was he suppose to tell him he couldn't touch Ryouma because he was insecure? He couldn't. Not to one whos world had just got turned upside down. Instead he was going to be...gently tactful. He smiled softly at N. "Ryouma and I are a bit more than just each others other halfs. We're lovers."