"You don't have to know," Henry said firmly. He leaned in to plant three more kisses on Iestyn's forehead. "You don't ever have to know again if you don't want to. I'll stay here until she comes home, okay? Unless I start cramping your style," he quirked one side of his mouth up. "We'll...figure the sleep stuff out. But I'm here for you. I'm really angry with her. For hurting you like this."