He watched her as she put on her glasses, and moved from the bed to get a glass of water to hydrate. He also took a moment to clean up a bit. By the time he returned she was done. “There were extenuating circumstances.” He said, brushing his hand down her arm. “And I doubt anything you’ve lived wouldn’t surprise me. A lot of Camelot comes from the streets.” When he felt the tear he put his arm around her and pulled her close. “Hey, hey. “ Jason said softly. “I won’t look any farther.” Which technically wasn’t a lie. He wasn’t the one looking, and she’d already been looking.
Jason buried his face in her hair. “And nothing will change the way I look at you.”