"You--" Luke almost, almost slipped and replied with 'You're something nice', but he stopped himself at the last second.  "You're sweet to think so."<br/><br/>Eddy was right; things had been tough lately.  Not totally, completely falling apart yet, but fraying at the seams, ready to disintegrate.  This had helped.  Definitely helped.<br/><br/>But now...  They would part, soon, if not within the hour.  Eddy would get tired, want to go to bed, and he wouldn't want a stranger in his home any more.  Luke carefully separated their hands, reluctant but knowing he had to, and slowly pulled away to sit up in the bath, looking at Eddy with a soft stare.  He'd deeply enjoyed this time of connection, but if he stayed any longer...<br/><br/>"I should go, while I can still walk."  He smiled again, crooked and dimpled.  If he stayed longer, he might never want to leave.