Closing the door behind them, Matthew tilted his head at her, lips canted softly as he shrugged off his suspenders and dropped into the small pillow pile she'd found herself on. One arm laid over the 'back' of the pillows, to let his fingers brush against her arm.

"I would love to be able to show you the true depth of pleasure, but I worry about others. If you were going to do this, I say do it, but only for me and my kind. Your defenses are there for a reason and I would hate to see them broken and you get into a spot of trouble later for it.

I don't want you hurt either, you know."

He didn't address the idea of him being human again; the suggestion left him torn and conflicted and he wasn't sure she wanted to see the depths of that. There were better depths to find.