A low chuckle escaped Will's mouth and he smiled at the kiss. "I guess no point in aiming for the Earth when you're already it," he reasoned, then laughed again, stroking along Syn's arms. This was probably the most comfortable had been right now. Syn was good at helping.
"Be careful, Syn, he's a little delicate right now," he warned him, reaching a hand around to stroke through the Sprite's hair. "Love of his life left him a little over a month ago, something like that. Long story, but the jist of it is, that he tends to fall quickly. I wouldn't want him becoming besotted by you only to have you hurt him again, or hurt yourself." He paused then, turning to look Syn in the eye. "Company, yes. But you watch how much you give him of what he wants. Ok?"