[It's the touch to his hair that gets him, really. Kisses are all well and good, but any manner of sentiment can be attached to them, even when it's little to no sentiment at all. But Ryn could've kissed him without the extra contact — has done it before, could easily do it again — and yet.]

Did you...? Clever of you. But then, I am the fool of the two of us.

[He lets out a slow breath, tipping his chin until their foreheads bunt together gently.]

M'not — I don't — I realize...that you. Don't —

[...]

...Selfish of me, I know.