Hmm. Is it? I wonder... [It's a non answer. Wriothesley just had things he always needed to get done. Something on his place that he works through.

And the man didn't know how to drop his defenses. He didn't know how to take those moments for himself because he hadn't had the luxury to before. Life had dealt him a bad hand and he had made something out of it despite that. Of course, there were just a few doors that had closed because of it. Things he can't get back and things he doesn't know how to seek.

The sweet skinship is nice though. His body is always hungry for it, so he almost misses it when she slides away. The weight and warmth that had settled on him is now gone. Ah, well, the whole thing was to make sure she was okay.]

We can go down to the department store to pick something out after. [He moves to get to his feet. Right. Getting dressed.] Well, I hope they moved my clothes with me, or I'm about to have to make a long trip to the basement looking like this.

[This being a guy wearing wedding lingerie with no room for the imagination. These things happen apparently.]