Yes, Conlan had a paper cut. But he could hardly care when his heart was racing like this. Sometime in the past few moments, their closeness had sunken in and Sentient had realized that something was going to happen between them. He thanked God when Joe took his hand. He hadn't even had to initiate - whoa. And then they were kissing. And saints preserve him, if it didn't feel good. He leaned into Joe's touch and angled his head in order to prolong the kiss. His newly-healed hand squeezed around Joe's, and his free hand moved to rest on the doctor's thigh, where his fingers grasped lightly at a handful of his jeans. The warmth of him ran through Sentient's slender frame and he decided that he didn't want the kiss to end. Conlan drew back for a moment (at least long enough to mutter "Jesus, Joe"). So the guy was an Atheist...
Before the animator had a chance to press his lips to Recon's again, he made the mistake of looking Joe right in the eye. In a hurried, spastic fashion, he added "I love you." Feck. Well he did, didn't he? Either way...
Conlan moved his shoulder, then returned his lips to where he wanted them most. On Joe.