Cullen doesn't quite bolt out of the room -- but he doesn't linger, either, only pausing to pick up his shirt. Once he's got the door open, Alistair can hear Cullen take in a long, swift breath and let it out.

In the kitchen Cullen pours himself some water, hands trembling slightly. He drinks it in one go. He runs his fingers through his hair, making it much bigger than it ought to be.

Then he sits down beside Gru, slinging an arm over the mabari's shoulders, and absently begins to ruffle his ears.