The acknowledgment is more than just commentary on where he chose to spend his night, and he knows that simply because only another Chosen could understand that. The very specific choice he made to stay, guard Enver, and sacrifice worship and ending human life. He's still coming back down from the high of his orgasm as the words are shared in this most intimate space, and so it takes him a few moments longer to pull himself back to a place of common sense.

With his mind working again in a way that allows for vaguely intelligent conversation, he finally lifts his eyes to catch his favourite umber gaze. Warmth now in place of heat, slightly sticky in places he ought to take care of before leaving. And that moment draws ever closer, where pleasure recedes something else starts to creep into the spaces left behind.

"I did."

A confirmation, no denial, and no reaching for excuses that might pull him into hot water. Hotter water. A 'where else would I be' is held tight between his teeth, well aware of what a slippery slope that would be. He's already tumbled further than will go without notice, and so he holds tooth and nail onto expressing a sentiment that is likely to be punished.

He equally doesn't insist it was for the sake of the plan, either, even if that would be more palatable. A better excuse. It isn't what is in his heart and so he doesn't say it. Doesn't bother trying to lie. Just soaks up the warmth of Enver beneath him for the last few moments he'll allow himself to enjoy here.

"Though it is likely time I should move on. Time is growing short."