[Apparently it is not enough for him to just have Maketh close, because Henry hooks his free arm around Dorian's nearest arm once the other man is sitting.

To Maketh, he says:]

Your taste for women and drink give no pause -- but aflame? How you nagged when I merely approached your stove makes that hard to believe. The latter.

[It will be like learning that Maketh likes drinking shots off of other people's bodies again if he is wrong in this. Then again, it is probably why he is losing to her in the first place.]