"We can do that, too," Tycho said with a chuckle when Ford suggested they stare at fireworks instead. At least his goal for the night had been achieved: Ford had gotten something big off his chest, knew Tycho was there for him and vice versa.

He scootched over so that Ford could easily snuggle in next to him. At least it made for extra warmth against the chilly, Winter air. He allowed himself a selfish moment of simply taking in the feel of Ford snuggled next to him and his scent in his nose. "It will be starting soon," he said as the sounds of people counting down could be heard in the distance.