Though a million things went through Harry's mind, it felt like he had run out of tings to say, and it seemed like the same applied to Draco. The one thing Harry wanted to stress was his deepest, most sincere apology, and though he had already said that out loud, he feared Draco was mentally dismissing his words.<br/>Feeling himself move onto thin ice, Harry shifted his position as well as he could under Draco's weight, softly letting go of Draco's hips. "Can I touch you?" Harry muttered, his words not spoken much higher than a soft whisper, as he yet again managed to look Draco in the eye.