Ah- been a w-while. [Like when he came back to all those messages in his inbox... Damnit, Darkleer, why do you have to be such a bleeding heart?]

[The cool feel of fingers is nice and he slides a hand up to grasp Darkleer's hand in his own, leaning his head against it as he takes in a deep breath and opens his eyes again.] I'd say you didn't have to, but uh, I uh think you're getting pretty interested in keeping me speechless, hey? Not much a 'have to' anymore.