[Honey]

The arms remained wound around him, keeping him resting there despite his not entirely subtle hint that he should be freed, and when they other silently questioned why his shoulders rolled into a shrug. "You are a strange man I found in my garden during a storm, you do not know who I am, and we have been making out on my floor. It is not something I do with anyone, stranger or otherwise." His arms found a place to rest on their side of the other, and pushing up he tried to gently free himself without having to shove the man instead.