"No, but not a lot is; but something always does. Somebody is bound to notice I'm missing, work or something." That was really his only hope, that and that they wouldn't be able to find someone to replace him so he was forced to be freed. He didn't really think that was plausible, but it sounded good in theory.
When her fingers came to his lips, he smiled against them, quirking from just the corner of his lips; lifting his own hand he gently touched her hair glad that that in the least hadn't changed. The texture was still the same, soft and fluid in between his fingers. "Well, I like seeing you."