"Have you started getting gray hairs?" Thomas asked, reaching up to start sliding his fingers through Krem's hair gently, pretending like he was actually looking for different colored strands of hair.

"I don't think I want to figure anything out tonight," he said, scratching his fingers along the back of Krem's head, light and gentle. "If there's one thing I have a lot of here, it's time. So, I'll figure that klunk out later. Not thinking is really preferable for tonight."