Harmony was quiet under the kiss, quiet but his fingers clung to Tracer's arm, holding tight like he'd fall if he let go. When he pulled back Harmony saw things blurry, and Tracer's words made him blink, made a tear run down the side of his face and get lost in his curls. He sniffed and lifted his hand to rub at the side of his face, surprised to see moisture there. "Oh." he said, like he hadn't noticed.