Erik takes in a deep breath, closing his hand over her wrist; easily encapsulating it within his fingers.He doesn't know what he would classify it as, and honestly he isn't so concerned about it. The life he's lead, it's easy to let things happen as they happen. But if Daenerys needs it oblique; well. That isn't a hardship. "I had-" he clears his throat. "I had not intended offense." He simply hadn't wished to make her uncomfortable. But he can't deny he's felt it, too. "I believe we are," he murmurs, lips pressing together as he rubs his thumb along her skin. "More."