He knew she would, but he would worry over her. Her last few letters hadn't seemed very happy at all, and Amy was generally a happy girl. "Seemingly well, given the amount of trouble she's been in. Has a small following, apparently." Which was pleasing, he thought, though he wasn't sure if she knew what to do with it.
Theo felt comfortable with her against him in this fashion, and that was saying something considering only a limited amount of people were allowed this close to him. He felt the kiss to his fingers all the way through himself.
He'd thought about kissing her quite often while on his trip. When he'd seen some couples at the beach, at restaurants... of course he'd thought of her, after all, the alternative was thinking about kissing Verity and that was something he never did.
It was one of those moments of intense, silent, visceral communication, where breaths brushed faces and tension of a good sort hummed along the body. He let it stretch for a moment before he closed the distance and pressed his lips against hers, the pleasure all the sweeter for the pause.
His lips moved gently over hers for a moment and he tilted his and suppressed a sigh/groan of satisfaction of being able to do this again. When he pulled back slight he murmured, "Missed you too," and it was surprisingly true. He actually had, and it was both a surprise to him, and something of a good thing.