Henry had practically been joined at the hip to Iestyn for ages now, so he was well attuned to what Iestyn hiding his face meant. He was glad he had rolled to the side, so he could gather Iestyn in his arms. Both of them were all messy now, but it hardly mattered. He just wanted to be there for the emotion.
"Oh, love," he said, bending his head to kiss Iestyn's hair. "Hey, it's okay. I'm here now. I'm here."