Imagine if, instead of having Alec unnecessarily sleep with that prostitute, we instead had Seregil unnecessarily point out his favorite homoerotic tapestries of all the ones that hung in Azarin’s brothel, going into really unnecessarily thorough detail of what all the extreme sex acts depicted feel like.
Seregil’s intent would be entirely masochistic, thinking that Alec’s discomfort is due entirely to disgust. If he can’t have Alec, he wants to put all the nails in that coffin forever, to put distance between them by making Alec uncomfortable with Seregil’s sexuality.Â
It never even occurs to Seregil to look down and notice how his lascivious descriptions are affecting his young companion…