[Owen, shockingly, does know when he's crossed a line - does this mean he's going to ease up? No! That would probably be the smart thing to do, and Owen is not a smart man.

Though it's also, in his eyes, an inevitable conversation. Even though he knows it's unlikely Mehmet remembers every little thing, it's hard to forget when someone breaks your nose. He doesn't have all of the pieces, but he's not blind. He knows there's something haunting Mehmet and something that makes him unpredictable - which is, unfortunately, something that intrigues Owen. He wants to know what it is, instead of only having vague ideas and guesses, but beyond that...

Owen doesn't care if there's something about Mehmet that could put him in danger. Any sort of dark secret he has isn't irrelevant, but it's not like Owen could ever be afraid of him.]

Mehmet.

[His voice is soft, but it's clear that he's not joking anymore.]

You know there's things about each other we'll have to reveal eventually if we want anything more than fucking around.

[Even if he can concede now isn't the time for it, but! He's helping. Nobody's horny anymore.]

I don't know if you're afraid of admitting it to yourself or to me, but we can just leave this here.

[For now.]