Yet when every other part of Cullen's body language is saying no --

Well.

Alistair closes his eyes, just for a moment, before sliding off Cullen and returning to the spot at his side. He doesn't retrieve his food or drink; though he stays close, the quiet, from his end, has a different quality than before.

(It's just --

This is the first truly private time they've had together in weeks. Why can't it be enough?

The corollary: why can't I be enough?)