Ugh. Tycho had never wanted to be the cause of the look now on Fords face. He wished he had access to a time-turner so that he could turn back the last couple of minutes. But he didn't because the Ministry didn't trust him with that level of magic nor did he think turning back time was really as good as it might seem. Weaving complex magic when it would only effect him was one thing. Quite another if it might cause a ripple effect among a whole bunch of people.

"I know you do. I'm just going through a lot and ended up taking it out on you without meaning to. How are you supposed to know things and feelings I have if I don't show or tell you about them?" He asked, reaching out to lightly touch the other mans arm. Had they been somewhere a little more secluded, he would have just hugged him.

Not that he typically cared about society but he knew Ford had to mind such things.