Ford did want to tell Tycho everything that had happened, not because he was keen to relive it but rather because he felt he owed Ty an explanation for his behavior this month. That said, it was difficult to focus on how he wanted to explain when Ty had started helping him undress. It was all innocent at this point, removing his coat and gloves and hat while still leaving him fully dressed below, but even so there was a spark that hit him every time Tycho touched him. They could head upstairs (or not, if they proved too impatient even for stairs) and talk about this later, couldn't they? It wasn't going to get any worse in the next twenty minutes, and Ford desperately wanted to be touched.
"Yeah, it's — I'll tell you," he said with a nod. Probably best to do that first, because he didn't want Ty to think he was hiding anything, or to build it up as something worse than it was. It was bad, obviously, but not for Tycho; his name was out of it, at least so far. Still, as soon as Ford had his winter layers removed he couldn't help more or less throwing himself into Ty's arms. "It's nothing to do with you. You're out of it, and I'm going to keep it that way. That's why — what's the surprise?" What Ty said had taken a minute to catch up to him, but once it did he was immediately curious.
"Yeah, it's — I'll tell you," he said with a nod. Probably best to do that first, because he didn't want Ty to think he was hiding anything, or to build it up as something worse than it was. It was bad, obviously, but not for Tycho; his name was out of it, at least so far. Still, as soon as Ford had his winter layers removed he couldn't help more or less throwing himself into Ty's arms. "It's nothing to do with you. You're out of it, and I'm going to keep it that way. That's why — what's the surprise?" What Ty said had taken a minute to catch up to him, but once it did he was immediately curious.
Set by Lady!