Taking a deep breath and blowing it out slowly, Lane calmed a bit, swallowing whatever it was making his eyes well up with tears. "I'm okay," he said unevenly. Well, that sounded less than convincing. Feeling his heart rate finally beginning to slow and the swell of emotions receding, he let go of Spike, but didn't move away. Cradling Spike's face in his hands, he pressed his lips to Spike's softly in a lingering kiss. "Really okay," he murmured, eyes closed and smiling.