He flushed and grimaced at mention of his... finale. "Ah. Yeah. Of course. I'm sorry. I wasn't even thinking about it at the time, I just." He shook his head and cupped her cheek, caressing her jaw and throat. "Is it bad that I'm kind of glad it went that way, just the first time? I'll be more careful going ahead, but this time..." He pressed his forehead to hers and squeezed her close. "I wanted to be with you, as close as I could get with you. But I won't let it happen again unless you tell me to." He kissed her forehead and settled under the blanket more, taking a deep breath.<br/><br/>"Yeah, though. I do overthink. It's a bad habit in some instances, but it also helps me do what I do. Survival is easier if you anticipate<i>everything </i>that could go wrong. That way, whatever does go wrong, you're ready, and something always goes very very wrong." He shrugged a little. "I'll work on it in non-survival situations, though. Appreciating the moment can be its own kind of pleasure."