Cormac rubbed his hands soothingly over her upper arms. He hated how this seemed to have affected her. Not that it hadn't affected him; he was just more focused on Cho right now. He'd deal with his own feelings about it later.
"You can tell me if you want," he murmured against her hair. "If you don't feel like it right now, we can go to bed and you can tell me later. 's up to you."