[ The words settle him, meaning more than she probably knows. Lighter is no stranger to talking a big game, and in most cases where he would do so — he can back it up. But he's not someone whom closeness comes naturally to, even if the want for it shines in places where that arrogant veneer cracks, exposing the tenderness beneath. Heartbreak did that, a sensation he won't soon forget.

But it is nice, when the sensation of craning down into a kiss is just that. Expectation is his mantle to bear and this place has done a fine job of turning that strength of his inside out. Their knees knock and he shuffles in his seat slightly, long legs canting. Breaking the kiss, a considering noise roils in his throat. ]

Do you wanna, uh — [ He's asked before he's thought it through, gaze flickered behind his shades. His breath puffs slightly short against her lips before he decides to commit. ] It might make it more comfortable for you if you got up closer to me. Like in my lap, maybe.

[ Smooth. ]