His lips quirked up in that crooked grin of his at her admission. This was really happening. He'd slept with Silvie, and it sounded like they were going to carry on an affair. It was something he never would have thought himself capable of, and he knew he should feel some shame for this, but he couldn't bring himself to. He was feeling the spark of life and excitement that had been missing for too long, and he wanted to let himself revel in it.
"They won't," he promised firmly. It would be a disaster in so many ways, and he knew that. He framed her face and kissed her one more time before stepping back. "Okay..." With his eyes focused on hers, he apparated away, going home first so he could check himself out in the mirror and make sure there was nothing to give them away before going back to the sets.