The young man could literally feel Victor's mood change, relax even. He didn't let go of Victor, didn't want to. His fingers curled into Victor's shirt, not wanting him to ever leave. He looked up at him after he calmed down and whispered, 'Thank you..." He kept his arms around the man though, showing he didn't want him to leave. Not yet anyway. He lay there, enjoying the moment of feeling wanted...cared for...even if that wasn't how Victor felt towards him. Mathias could always pretend in his mind.<br/><br/>He glanced up when Victor began speaking, listening intently. He smiled understandingly, and shook his head. "No problem. It didn't have anything important in it anyway." He smiled up at him, but instead of looking away and trying to sleep, he just continued staring up at Victor, eyes wide, lips slightly parted as he searched the man's eyes, trying to figure out if Victor would hate him for wanting to kiss him again.<br/><br/>Swallowing his pride, he inhaled softly and asked, "Can...would...would you be mad if I...can I kiss you...?" He wanted to actually ask permission this time. He didn't want Victor to feel like he had to take the kiss. Client or no, he could refuse.