Ellie's head tilted to the side a little when he said they had their own place. So it wasn't, like, a communal warmth thing. It was like a...living together thing. Oh! Oh. "So we were...living together," she said slowly, looking up at him. Like a couple? Welp.
His cheek pressed against the top of her head and his fingers brushed through her hair. He was warm and comfortable. And she was more than willing to just give him an Ellie to hold onto while they waited for the pizza.