"I mean...everything?" He looks sheepish. "No, don't stop, but maybe don't blow in my ear like that when we're in the restaurant. Too much of that and I'll need a cold shower."

There's laughter in his eyes as well as a hint of sheepishness.

"This is good, though." His fingers thread through the angel's, holding their hand gently. "How do you feel about letting me get a goodnight kiss? After dinner."

Pause. "Or...any time, actually."