He slid his hand down to her bottom when she draped her leg around him, squeezing gently and stroking her thigh and hip. It was pleasantly freeing to be with someone and have very few physical boundaries. Having been inside another person made something like butt grabs almost trivial, borderline sweet. He rolled carefully over, laying on top of her, kissing her down into the bed. He made a mental note to figure out how they were made so that the Striders could get their hands on this level of comfort. It would only help to have an adequate place to rest in the coming weeks.<br/><br/>Her question, though, made him frown. "No right answer? Malia, there's a dozen right answers. All of them begin and end with us." He stroked her cheek and pressed his forehead to hers, looking her in the eye. "Once this is over, though, I'm going to scout out a nice, secluded place for us, somewhere between towns. We'll settle there and build a home together. Supplies will be easy to get between us--I know where to scavenge and how to hunt, and Runners no doubt have their ways. And once we've settled and let the idea of peace find its place inside us... well, who knows? Maybe we'll end up with a kid or two. I wouldn't be opposed to it, at least."