"I'm sorry," Mathias says immediately, not knowing if he's done something wrong or something surprising or something very right. Under her shirt, his hand stills, although he doesn't pull back just yet. Just in case it's something right that he's done.

It's a bit of a struggle not to just press her into the wall again, but he shifts, then waits, waiting Veronica with wide eyes. He knows what he wants, but that isn't necessarily the same thing she wants.