[What Crow hears on the other side of the door is distinctly not Rean leaving. Instead it sounds like he's sitting down, which he is.]

I don't want to.

[It's gentle, amused even, but his next words are more serious and sincere.]

I'd like to stay and listen to you. I want to hear you, I want you to talk to me. Honestly Crow, I don't think I've ever been more turned on in my life, but it also feels weird when you aren't near. I can't help being afraid when you're not in eyesight, like you'll just vanish again. But when you're vulnerable like this, I feel like I can hang on to you.

Do you mind if I stay?