The music still plays, from nowhere, quiet and softer and more subtle, now back to its usual pace and melody. It's astounding just how right things can feel, considering where they are, what they've been going through. As far as he's concerned, nothing might as well exist outside of this room, right now.

He doesn't need much coaxing now, either. He meets that kiss with his own, lips still curled into a smile that doesn't seem like it's going away anytime soon.