"We can take our time with that," Lio answers, only realizing how the words sound once they're out of his mouth. Oh well, said is said. Maybe Galo can chalk it up to Lio still being unsteady and not to Lio enjoying the warmth of being tucked up close to Galo.

That smile on Galo's face is oddly infectious, and not nearly as infuriating as he found it when he first encountered and battled the firefighter. But then he's come to know Galo more, come to realize he wasn't another knowing perpetrator of Kray's cruelty to the Burnish. Galo found out the truth and started working to make it right. Lio has to appreciate that.

He also has to appreciate how nice this is, how his hand keep slipping further down Galo's back.

Questions. Right. Yes. Good. He should ask a question. "My toes keep catching. I think I'm leaning forward too much?"