The frustration he had felt at Draco melted away instantly, and he felt like the Grinch when his heart had grown three times in size. He felt suddenly overwhelmed by everything. By their need to retrieve the ring. By the uncertain, unrecognisable past they found themselves in. By the fear of what could happen if they failed, but more pressingly by the thought of what would happen if they succeeded. His strength of feeling for Draco was just the cherry on the top, and he felt a sob sitting somewhere in the back of his mouth. He was suddenly torn between his aversion to touch and a desire to be as close to Draco humanly possible.