The way Aster's arms held a little firmer helped Timothy feel grounded, and he let himself be soothed down. He was surprised, especially after that word vomit outburst, that Aster still wanted to keep him and the novelty of the fact made a shameful burning prick at the back of his eyes. He squeaked a little whimper because he knew he hadn't done anything to deserve this, not someone like Aster, but he kept everything in and he nodded, shuffling in as close to Aster as their little gangly teenage bodies would allow.
He nosed up so that his head was tucked in under Aster's chin and tilted his face up just a little to kiss him back on the side of his jaw, something between fond and intimate like a lot of this was becoming. His tail moved to drape itself across his hip and on over Aster's where the end curled in towards Aster like a little comma, like everything about Timothy was doing right then. "I think you're wonderful too." he murmured a little shyly but genuine nevertheless.