[This is going south, maybe he needs to try something else. Life would of been easier had the Harbinger just kept his hands and mouth under control.]

Even if it's an accident, it's still my fault. You'd complained about your neck hurting earlier, and I thought it was because you'd slept on it at the wrong angle...but really, it was because somewhere in my sleep-addled brain was the idea of being intimate without...being intimate.

[He looks to her, apologetic again.]

I understand if you're upset with me, but I really wouldn't of done this normally. Not while you're asleep, at least.

[He'd totally do it if she were awake, though...]