[ The smile is felt, if not seen, and it, along with the hands on him, help soothe his fears to some degree. He allows himself to linger in the kiss for a few more moments, not quite brave enough to take it deeper but still enjoying it all the same, until he finally pulls back again. ]
I...
[ Wanted this. Hope he hasn't stepped over any boundaries. Don't know what to say.
He settles for a tiny, self-deprecating laugh, lightly leaning his helm against Drift's. ]
I'm terrible at the conversational end of this. Sorry.
[ He doesn't know how to voice how much he wants this, wants Drift, wants something between them. At least not without sounding absolutely pathetic. ]
[ action ]
I...
[ Wanted this. Hope he hasn't stepped over any boundaries. Don't know what to say.
He settles for a tiny, self-deprecating laugh, lightly leaning his helm against Drift's. ]
I'm terrible at the conversational end of this. Sorry.
[ He doesn't know how to voice how much he wants this, wants Drift, wants something between them. At least not without sounding absolutely pathetic. ]