Illya nodded, cradling his head in her hands. "I confess that I am tired as well." He offered her a gentle kiss on the lips, keeping it light for now. If she needed space and time to deal with what he had told her, then he would offer her that.
After moving away, he pulled off his shirt and started preparing for bed. Things probably wouldn't be the same between them ever again and he knew that. Illya just hoped that it wouldn't be so much that it would tear the two of them apart.