*reaches across you for his own shirt, brushing against you as he does and oh, he wants* *even as it crosses his mind that such a state of affairs might not be better for anyone—you or Erestor or his peace of mind* At least now you know.
*doesn't quite pull all the way back, being this close to you again* *leans in with an almost curious interest and brushes a barely-there kiss over your lips, as though seeing whether you still taste the same (you do and I really am sorry)*