"Nah, I have good headphones," Avery said with a shrug, turning to fill the pot. Henry was so agitated. Had he been this agitated after the time they'd slept together? He didn't remember. It had been a few years ago, after all. "You're not crashing anything, it's fine. I don't have any clandestine lovers hidden away." It was sort-of a joke, meant to be anyway.