"Mmhm." Kissing is nice. Talking is nice too, but really they have time for both so why not.

There's something about all of this that strikes a chord in him that's never really been hit the way it is now: despite still being restless overall, nothing about their relationship makes him want to run, to disappear, which is... Well, it's safe to say it's been his wont over the years to not be so great with the maintaining. Maybe it's because they fit together so well.

Maybe it's because it's something unhurried and quiet in a world of rushing and cacophony. "Works just fine for me," he replies, nosing an idle kiss to his jawline this time. There are certainly far worse age gaps, anyway. Things like that get less important the older both people get, anyway. "Not too worried about it, anyway. Life's too short." Is that the worst joke ever? Probably.