[His smile quiets a little, still shy, as he looks at him-- and maybe because it's so dark, it's easier to say it. Or maybe it's just easy for him to admit this much, at least.]
It's hardly a secret that my life is better with you in it, after all. [So how can that be a jab? And as he says that, the words seem to glow a little brighter, as if emphasizing themselves.]