[It is certainly a more gentle way of waking than he's usually had before whenever he has dreams of his past home. Normally he tends to wake up with a gasp or jerk of his body in startled movement, but like this... this is much more pleasant.

And comfortable, once he registers that Grimm is curled around him. He breathes out a sigh, before he slowly reaches his arms out to try to return the loose embrace they're in. He doesn't say anything for a long moment, before finally he speaks once he is certain that his voice isn't groggy... or potentially miserable sounding, given what he says.]

I'm sorry. [...] I hadn't really... planned on ever telling you about that place, or what about what kind of life I lived there. I apologize for... not being honest with you about what kind of person you were seeing here.