Jordan's heart sped up at the first question, and his eyes widened slightly, before he shifted to look at the man. "N-no. I've never liked anyone to be truthful..." His words stopped when Kiyiya spoke again. Once again, he licked his lips quickly, and shivered. It was exciting, to think about, but everything his society had drummed into him denied it. And still...Jordan wanted to feel the Indian's lips on his own.
He hesitated for a long moment, before nodding, unaable to speak.