That is a... Romantic way to put it.[Romantic... Was that really the right word to use? It feels right to use.] I suppose it was a fair exchange. Since you've taken a part of me, as well.

[Granted, she's taken more of him than he did her, but he isn't entirely greedy to want more. Just the taste of her blood on his tongue was enough.

When she rests her head on his shoulder, he gives her head some light nuzzling with his cheek. It doesn't perceive her hand on top of his as a show of dominance albeit unintentional, but it simply feels nice to have his hand sandwiched between hers.

The call out has his cheeks red.]

I can't helped spilling so much on you... Because I guess I like seeing you covered in...

[Cough cough.]

Anyway, let's rest for a little while longer... and I'm ready to hear you read your poems, too. Then, he can set off.

[To do as much as they can with their limited time together. Before the hotel put him in limbo again.]