His ears were distracting.  Frances wanted to grab them and bury his face in his hair and ears.  But the idea of no more sex with Quin wounded him. "No! I mean yes! I do!" he cleared his throat and lowered his voice. "I just don't get alarms and, and.. and why it's so hard to go two seconds without thinking about.. being.. with you.. like last night." It was hard to talk about this while sitting next him and not being able to touch him.. A light went on in his head and he tried again.  "It's hard to remain calm when I'm near you.  Calm as in this form. Not many have seen my kind. And the idea of scaring those around me, especially children..."