It takes him completely by surprise, and for a moment he wonders if he's reading this wrong, if she remembers. It could be-- there's nothing to prove she isn't fresh out of Teleios-- but if he asks and she has no clue what he's on about, if he has to explain it...
He lets himself lean into it a little, until she lets go. That's normal enough in these crazy circumstances, probably. After all this time it's strange to second-guess himself so much; especially when he knows how comfortable things used to be, even before. They held back on peculiar principles, once, knowing there was only so much energy to spare, but that first time they kissed, they'd lazed about after, leaning on one another, her hands in his hair, and even then he'd thought that was a liberty she could've taken any time she liked.
He shakes his head a bit once she pulls away, tries not to let himself wonder.
"Ain't just us."
If it's just him from Teleios that's a different kind of loneliness, but he can handle it.
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He lets himself lean into it a little, until she lets go. That's normal enough in these crazy circumstances, probably. After all this time it's strange to second-guess himself so much; especially when he knows how comfortable things used to be, even before. They held back on peculiar principles, once, knowing there was only so much energy to spare, but that first time they kissed, they'd lazed about after, leaning on one another, her hands in his hair, and even then he'd thought that was a liberty she could've taken any time she liked.
He shakes his head a bit once she pulls away, tries not to let himself wonder.
"Ain't just us."
If it's just him from Teleios that's a different kind of loneliness, but he can handle it.