Henry sighed and twisted the handle of the shower. He wasn’t going to get any cleaner than he already was. He grabbed his towel and wrapped it around himself before stepping out into the bathroom and pushing the door open wider so he was face to face with Iestyn. “No,” Henry admitted, though he wasn’t sure he wanted to burden his husband with this. “Just…having a moment. Hey, how did you sleep?” Henry tried to shift right back into care-taking mode in order to ignore his own issues, which was an interesting thing to try when his face was red from sobbing.