"Anything you wanted," he said huskily, cracking his eyes open to gaze at him. "Anything at all."
Those had been the good dreams, of course. There were the other dreams, the ones about the people he'd lost, the people he could lose, and Kaidan was cropping up in those now. He wasn't going to talk about that, or think about that.
He stayed still, letting Kaidan undress him without resistance. His lips parted slightly around harsh breaths.