"It scared me." He admitted while biting back tears. He didn't want to cry and look like he was crazy or something.

Slowly he sat up on the bed to watch the bassist. He tucked up cross legged in the middle of the bed, biting his lip because he wasn't sure what to do to fix what happened. He took the drink and stared in it before looking back up to Sigurd.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know." It was all he could offer. Ansgar held him down sometimes to tickle him and this didn't happen but he didn't know Sigurd well, so maybe that was it.