<sub>[ something visibly relaxes in his body, at that squeeze. a gentle smile lifts the corners of his mouth. It even reaches the corners of his eyes.

The invisible tail on the bedspread hasn't visibly moved much, throughout the conversation. Every wrinkle stays in its place. ]</sub>

I thought so.
...Okay.
I'm having fun. You're having fun. And tomorrow isn't even a promise, let alone the day after. We're... taking care of ourselves in the moment... right?