[He senses that hesitancy, especially because it's mirroring his own as he tries to keep himself from getting carried away when his own mom is right around the corner.]
[He kisses for a few moments more, then pulls away, slightly breathless.]
Here — come with me.
[He takes Thorn's hand and guides him toward the stairs.]
[You head upstairs, retracing the path to Cobalt's room that you traveled once before in a different life. Cobalt pushes open the door, and instead of the bedroom of a highschool boy, it's this.]
Re: Welcome
[It's slow and searching and very soft, but a little hesitant, all the same - aware, perhaps, of where they are and what's going on around them]
Re: Welcome
[He kisses for a few moments more, then pulls away, slightly breathless.]
Here — come with me.
[He takes Thorn's hand and guides him toward the stairs.]
Re: Welcome
Re: Welcome