[he brings one hand up to brush at one of the locks of hair around her face, the other is still holding her close. It's terribly comfortable, which is very different for someone who usually can't stand being touched. Enough that it makes him wonder, just for a second, why he doesn't change his mind.]
[But then, he knows. Kissing Raven is like being wrapped in warmth, but kissing Saber makes the entire world shift.]
Do you want me to let go now? [He could easily stay here with her for much longer. Just being in the same space is nice.]