Henri looked puzzled. “Would you prefer not to…” He gestured vaguely.
“I want to, but tonight I will hold you.”
At this, Henri looked downright baffled but Tristan held out his arms and awkwardly, the big man shuffled over so that he could lay his head tentatively on Tristan’s shoulder. He relaxed after a moment, gathered Tristan up in his arms, and snuggled into him tightly.
“Would you like to tell me what happened to you?” Tristan said.
Henri drew up one leg and inserted it between Tristan’s. “I…I don’t know where to begin.”