There's perhaps a moment in there where Lyall might be holding his breath a little. Just a little. If Nick turns him away now, he knows it'll hurt-- both of them, but him more immediately. He really doesn't want to go down that route. So it's a breath of relief when he gets the answer, and the apology makes him smile a bit. "You've had a rough few days. I think I can let it slide."

He lets Nick go, then, with a brief, soft kiss, then pats his shoulder. "Come on, get whatever you came here for. Maybe I'll even get you in the shower once we get back home." With company, of course. That ought to relax the man a bit, he hopes.