"I'm not going to take it out on her," Henry promised his husband. Henry's anger was generally pretty tame anyway, and he wasn't about to fuck with Addy's recovery. She didn't need more guilt right now. They could talk about it later, and even then Henry was going to be calm about it. "It's alright, when I see her all I am going to do is hug her so much. And bring cookies."
He finished off his ambrosia and patted Iestyn's leg. Henry was glad the visit had gone well, but it was still the second anniversary of Iestyn's abduction and Henry was determined to look out for him. "Alright, you. Let me take you home? Are you thinking cooling off in the pool, or is it more of a watch chill things in bed day?" Henry would bend over backwards and walk around like a crab if there was the slightest chance it would make the day better for his husband.