Something had gone wrong. Uncertain as to what had put Damen so suddenly on the defensive, Laurent pulled back his hand, resting it gently on the center of Damen's chest. He sat up a little, softly kissing the tip of Damen's nose, radiating gentle reassurance as he watched his lover. "I'm sorry. We're both so touchy, aren't we?"

He gave Damen a sad, sympathetic smile, hating that they were both such a mess, though he wasn't entirely sure what he'd done wrong. "It's all right. Tell me what you want."