[Oh no. Did he offend? What can he do to comfort his boyfriend? Is there more cooking needs done? Pillow fluffed?] Of course I mean it, or I wouldn't say it. Come on. [He reaches out to try and take York's hands.] Tell me what I can do to make it all up to you. Should I whip you up something tasty? Make you a drink? Oh, I know, iron all your shirts!