As Adam spoke, he stilled, automatically shifting to parade rest. Hands behind his back, defenses falling into place as he tried to hide the sudden hurt that Adam's words caused. He had been trying to be kind. To help. Offering Alec that chance talk that he'd asked for.

Now that Adam had started talking, Alec wished that the suggestion had never come up.

Why couldn't Adam look at him? If he didn't even want to be in the same room with him, why would he suggest kissing? Alec knew which choice he wanted. Kind of. He didn't really want to kiss someone who was angry at him. So that would be his choice. "When you've calmed down, we can discuss kissing."