Atlas looked down at their hands and grinned a little. "Okay," he said after a moment, lifting her hand leaning over the table a bit so he could bring it to his lips, kissing first the back, then turning it over to kiss her palm lightly. "I'll try. . . if you really want me too. I'll see what you have to offer me."
Placing her hand back on the table, he pulled his own back and rubbed at his face. This was big. Really big. And he didn't know how well it would work out, but it was worth a try if he could keep her in his life. "Come to my flat," he said then. "You can give me whatever it is you have there.