Laurent notices the way Nyx’s attitude changes at his request, and he’s puzzled by it. A moment before, Nyx had been so heated, and even now he pulls Laurent closer and sweeps him up, but Laurent’s not sure if that my prince is playful or distancing, and there’s something guarded about Nyx’s expression now. As he sets Laurent down on the bed, Laurent straightens up, lifting his chin and studying Nyx openly. “You can always speak your mind freely with me,” he states, though it’s less permission and more command. He’s not going to bring Nyx to bed if Nyx has any reservations about it.