Much wished he'd thought about this lately, so he'd have some idea of what to do, of what he wanted. Well, he had some idea, and he did want to kiss her again, but what would it mean??
He remembered that one text she'd sent him, a long time ago, something about how he believed in her and it made her want to be a better person, and how that text had made him feel more like he was doing something right in this world than anything else had in a long time. And telling her that he regretted not kissing her back, that night, that first night.
His brain was still a whole big mess, he knew that, but he was also pretty sure that if he didn't kiss her back again he was going to regret it all over again.
And, only one way to find out what would happen if he did kiss her again, right? "Yeah, this is okay," he said, leaning forward to kiss her again, and she wasn't dying, and no one had been hunting him for ages, and maybe this was exactly what he – they – needed for everything to be so perfectly okay?