Charles doesn't have an answer, at least not one for right now. He's always been so intensely private, keeping so much to himself as a matter of course that the idea that there is someone in the world, someone in his life who would want any of what's in his mind, just stumps him in that moment.

Instead, he relaxed in his lover's arms and exhaled a long, deep breath.

"You're not going to get any rest, here, like this and I fear, my love that we are both going to need some sleep in us for the next few days."

Leaning back, Charles looked up into Erik's face and smiled tiredly.

"I've been told I make a horrible patient."