action;
[He doesn't notice, but by now this isn't much of a surprise. The inherent absense of light is for once welcome, and as soon as her arm is back from fiddling with the electricity he shifts a little closer. This is so unlike him, but so is spending the night in bed with a girl or being pulled through walls or putting his hand through trees. After the last few weeks it's difficult to say what's like him anymore.
Heart hammering against his ribs, Reid shifts closer still. And then, softly, he presses a kiss to her lips.]