George held him closer. He couldn't have let the man go on thinking like that. He firmly believed that there was nothing bad in what they'd done, however much they had to hide it.
"Of course not, my dear fellow." He kissed the side of his face, stroking his hair gently. "This does not make you wicked. And people may disagree but it is none of their business. You will have to be careful, at home. But here, you are free to do as you wish."