Iestyn searched for his blanket, finding it dropped near the stairs, and wrapped himself with it, trying not to shiver. How could Addy know what he'd done? A demon must have told her, gloating. He huddled against the wall, looking miserable across at her.
"I couldn't help it," he said, covering his face with his hands. "I couldn't stop myself. I'm sorry." He was crying a little, a bubbling over of emotions that he couldn't stop.