When she put her hand to his face, George turned to kiss the palm gently, choosing not to respond to what she was saying. Yes, he missed his brother and his parents, and no hour ever passed without a thought about each of them, but he wasn't about to bring it up.
Her sudden change surprised him, and he made a little noise of surprise as she kissed him all over. He twisted under her to catch her lips with his own and kiss her back, fingers slipping up into her hair.
"It's okay," he said as he pulled away from her and met her gaze, "we're talking about you, don't worry about me."