Sorin's tension left him all at once, momentarily leaving him in a minor state of weakness. His recovery came soon enough to prevent him collapsing onto his wife, and with his bearings mostly regained, he extricated himself from her person. This removal allowed him to leave their bed as well. A strange feeling befell him the moment this happened. The ability to use his legs nearly escaped him, but it seemed to be nothing more than a fleeting sensation. Moving on, he began to don the clothes he'd previously discarded, finding them sprawled out across the bedroom floor. "Forgive me for abandoning your side so suddenly after the moment we've shared, but I would strongly suggest not sleeping there. We should retreat to the lower areas of the castle"