Lorenz hisses out a breath, somewhere between a scolding tsk and a laugh. Yes, he's the one touching Claude but it's different, safer somehow. Just holding his hand and leaning into him doesn't make him feel so disoriented. Gradually he shifts over to one side, moving off of Claude's lap (mostly) to settle against his side.

"I do, of course I do. I-" There's no hesitation with that but it then leaves the question of.... what is he scared of?

"I think... I'm the one I don't trust." A strained, embarrassed little laugh and he finally lifts his head to look at Claude for the first time since they pulled apart.