"Guess I coulda." He presses a little into the touch, still careful to not disturb Anthony, though she already looks dead to the world. He doesn't want her to move. She's a comfortable little weight, relaxing in a way nothing else he's ever encountered really is. But this is making him even less inclined to get up at all.

"Mm. Like I ever would." He thinks I'm gettin' good at this in her happily pleased voice and almost laughs. Yes, they both are. They're getting good at a lot of things. Just this, even. Being together. Not that it was ever hard.