Oliver grinned down at her. Cheeky little thing. She didn't think he was going to let her get away with that quick thing and call it a kiss, did she? Oliver lifted a hand and thumbed at her chin until she looked back up at him. He pressed his lips to hers, slowly, not wanting to distract her at the moment, per se, but wanting a decent kiss.
"M'glad I'm here, too," he admitted, not surprised to hear himself say it, but it had been a long while since her readily fell into something during the season. He found himself wanting to be around Emma, to kiss her and hold her, and the tension and stress from training seemed to slip away from him so easily. She made it easy to forget his worries and relax in the moment.