Shoving her away had been his first instinct of course, getting rid of the emotional infection which plaqued him, though even more strangly it hadn't been a very strong urge and the immortal chalked it up to the day being long, getting his way for once and having broken the curse and now...being here in this strange yet interesting little place.He would allow himself such a small comfort for the moment, he had more then earned a rest at least until the sun rose.
He also had no urge to blurt out feelings, espically ones he tried and often succeeded at not feeling.Instead his fingers traced over he back softly for a moment before stilling, eyes remaining hooded as he relaxed almost completly.He had no urge to sleep, and even though he could give in to an unsconscience state he didn't.Instead he lay his head on his arm, not quite burrowing it into the pillow but enough to study her with a raise an eyebrow.