Laurent looked back. Hesitating in the door frame, his pale blue eyes flicked over Gansey's expression and pose, trying to make sense of the offer.

"Why?" he asked, voice catching on the word. He'd thought that Gansey hated and resented him as captor and tormentor. This didn't make any sense.

He wanted to stay, despite himself. Gansey was gentle, intelligent, kind and careful. Laurent wanted to bask in his company.

Head ducking a little, showing a moment of shy submissiveness, Laurent studied him.