"Good, that's good." He mumbled as she snuggled in. He felt the breath he'd been holding in release, a long exhale of the residual tension in his chest. "I'm good." He agreed.

Letting his head fall back against the pillows, the kiss surprised him a little. He leaned into it softly, tangling his hand in her hair gently. All of the fervent heart from earlier was gone, his energy waned, but there was a comfort in this. Quin could certainly get used to this.