It's a difficult arrangement, they're all challenged at communication in some ways, but it's useful and needed and he knows it's a press of an ask, but there's a bit of pride in him when Alaric finds the words. Although, the question at the end has him chuckling and there's a bit of warmth to his cheeks he's glad can't be seen.

He wipes his hands on his pants again and leans over Alaric, hands on the couch on either side of him to brace himself so Anders can kiss the back of his head.

"Sorry, I should be more clear: I meant if you're feeling better from earlier, but I'll take that too." His next kiss is to Alaric's temple and his voice is more of a murmur but not too low to be heard. "I adore you, Alaric Morgan."

Then he sits up to extract himself from their small tangle so he can slide down beside Alaric on the ground next to his head so Anders could pet his hair. "Would you like a nap or shall I tempt you into something more lurid and thoroughly exhaust you?"