Harry's mind whirled at that. His skin positively crackled with electricity, and words failed him again. He reflected Hermione's comfort, but found it near impossible to tell her so. After preparing so long to simply grovel and apologise to her, to open up now in a much more intimate way might as well have required learning a new language. He realised this walk had been as much for him as it had for her ... to test the waters, assess the physical boundaries. Well, it was fair to say that the latter had been smashed to pieces.