The kiss was brief, but it did help to break some of the tension on Vanessa's part anyway. At least it let her know that they were both thinking the same thing, which was better than worrying that she was misinterpreting his actions.
"Maybe we should..." She dropped down to sit on the bed. See, first step there. Forget unpacking or anything. If they could get to the bed, then they could go from there. They could make out just fine like any normal teenagers (or, in Morph's case, twenty-somethings), they were just having a mild freakout. No biggie.
Vanessa hesitated, then offered him a hand to bring him to sit down next to her.