[His newly free hand moves unthinkingly to very lightly brush her cheek, then trailing through her hair. He can't feel much but his imagination works fine and he can easily think how soft it must be. His lips part to follow her lead, more or less blindly but not uncomfortably, for once. In fact he's so busy thinking about how bothered by the physical closeness he isn't that he just finally tells his brain to shut up and presses further into the kiss, holding back only just enough to not hurt her.]