He takes his hand back. But he does breathe out, and there's a small smile left behind.

'Alright. Alright, that's...look, I wouldn' change what happened after. I'm glad I got the chance to do somethin'. Might have preferred having the conscious choice, but that's jus' details.'

All of this is just details, really. What's happened has happened, and what is, is. He wishes the why, and the consequences, and the way it hurts, didn't matter so much.

'And we can't change any of it. A week after I go home, I won't remember what happened, an' I'll be glad to forget.'

He knows this won't be news to her.

'But I do want to be with you as well. Even after...everythin'.'