"Good." Dave whispered, the tiny smile he'd managed widening just a bit more as he continued to thread gentle fingers through Dylan's hair. "Mm, not that beautiful." He replied lightly, trying to bring a teasing tone into his voice as he returned the sweet kiss. "Do you want to try to get some sleep? Or are you hungry?" He just wanted to take care of Dylan; there hadn't been anyone worried about taking care of him when he'd found out about the gods.