[God... he let out a small noise, part of him wishing she hadn't said a damn thing because now--they couldn't just forget it, shrug it off, or yeah--he'd feel like crap. Pressing his hand gently to her chest as he drew away, he gave her a look.] Fuck... yeah, okay. Gotta-- gotta grab one out of the nightstand. Don't move. [Walking away from her had to be one of the hardest things to do right now.]