Oh yeah? You would've dragged me down to the floor on top of you?

[he doesn't mean it the way it sounds, he swears, and he closes his eyes, inwardly cursing at himself. it's almost as if he can't help but make this as awkward as possible, even if he's trying hard not to let it be.]

I'm feeling... good. I slept pretty well.

[he might as well be honest about that part, at least. and this part- this part feels good too, with her head back against her chest, not wanting to move away. it's surprising. it's unnerving. but it feels good. he hopes it's okay to say this. ]

...Even better once you were here.