"I don't want to go home right this moment. It's not all that bad. I'm just.. Merlin." Scorpius stopped and thought about how to put his inarticulate feelings into actual words. Hugo had asked nicely. And softly.
"I know I sound daft, and this is why I want you to forget it. But I don't want to be whisked away the moment I start liking it here because–" He gestured between them. "This gets deeper. Do you understand? Or am I being nonsensical?"