Theo was well and truly gone, wasn't able to flinch at the kiss that may have sent him into some sort of panic attack, purely because a kiss was so intimate and plugged straight into that young and still very injured part of him that was terrified by xactly that.
He was still and silent as Niki spoke to him sweetly and bade him goodnight, but he didn't make a move to get up. He sat there, left by his own mind to gather dew, grow cold and wait for his sometimes forgotten lover to find him.