Ossie sighs, leaning to press his forehead to Giles' collarbone.

"I... where to begin... You understand better than anyone what was done to me in Arcadia, what I did to survive. Certain... acts of cruelty were rewarded, and... as you know, what is written is... difficult to erase, even upon our escape."

Deep, shaky breath.

"I'm a sadist, Giles. I'm not ashamed of it, and I know I'm not a monster for it, I just thought you knew."