Well, that genuinely surprised Sita, and he listened intently and without interruption. Seriously? Kidnapped? As Aidan spoke, he ran his hands down Aidan's back and along his hips, tracing his hipbones and hoping to soothe him a bit. Alright, so he'd admit, when Aidan said "harrowing story", he'd just figured it was something about getting his clothes dirty or how it was Nadia's moon time so she'd been more wretched than normal.
When Aidan had finished, Sita let out a low whistle. "Damn. That's awful, but you two are damned lucky that's all ya went through. Woulda been worse if those kidnappers got ya to wherever they wanted to getcha." They were slavers, no doubt, or perverse men with worse things in mind than slavery.
He gave Aidan a comforting squeeze. "Anyone ever find out anythin' about those men?"