Of course Aurus noticed the slight tension that his caress caused for Charles, but...small steps. He certainly did not press the matter, especially not when Charles pulled away. There was already more than enough for the man to take in without him adding to it by making direct erotic advances. Anyway, he reminded himself, while no sylvari minded one whit whether the two of them were lovers or not, that would surely make very little difference to Charles. The feeling of being caught in the act of doing something you weren't supposed to do was a powerful and reflexive one--more powerful than the specifics of who happened to have seen.

So he let his hand fall away once he'd helped the man sit up to take his first proper look around. The look on Charles' face more than made up for any brief hurt from that moment of rejection, and Aurus found himself grinning right along as well. The joy and amazement were infectious, and that might have been because of the connection between their minds, or the empathic bond of the Dream itself, or just because of the natural affection they were building--it didn't seem to matter.

(Of course Aurus had also noticed that Charles' chair did not seem to have appeared anywhere with them. At least not that he could easily see. He wasn't sure quite how to bring that up or if he needed to at all.)

For now, he just enjoyed the moment, and he couldn't help himself asking: "Is it what you imagined?"