"Hello." He sounded tired, even to himself. Couldn't bring himself to move, for a long moment. When he did, it was only to draw back as far as it took to be able to see the Doctor's face.
He smiled. He couldn't help it. It was warm and fond and appreciative.
This Doctor was so strong, strong enough to give some of that strength away. It was exactly what he needed.
He rubbed a thumb gently across the Doctor's lips, blood-darkened from his kiss, bruised from his blows, watching as they parted slightly, and leaned in to place a gentle, fleeting kiss on them in what might, possibly, have been an apology.