He would have leaned down to steal a kiss, but he knew for a fact that his wounds wouldn't tolerate it. No, he closed his eyes and turned his head to kiss Gabe's palm. That warm hand was welcomed, and he knew he could stay that way for a good while. They didn't have time for that, but he could savour it all the same.

"One of the reasons you love and put up with me," he murmured softly, then coughed a few times. Just small, probably removing some of the junk still in his lungs from the building fall.

"I guess this is us having to pack up and go?"