He moved a bit and face Danny as best he could, pulling the man into his arms.

"Don't be sorry, Danny. Really don't. Please," he said softly. Perhaps it was to soften the hurt of his own guilt he felt over Fin, but the knowledge that Danny had been with someone else didn't sting as much as it should. He wasn't jealous. Wasn't possessive. All he wanted, in the end, was for Danny to be safe.