[Eliot grins into the kiss, guiding her out and down the hall when the elevator door opens.]

Can't get rid of me that easily. But yeah, there's orientation. This place has a lot of rules, Bambi. You and I are lucky - we were already perverts when we got here, so fitting in is gonna be less of an ordeal, but... whatever. We can talk about all that shit later.

[He only lets go of her for long enough to get his door unlocked and flip the light on, and then he's clinging to her again as they enter the apartment he shares with Quentin. It's surprisingly cozy-looking, with a big squashy couch and a number of cushions on the floor. There are potted plants on almost every surface, and a small sewing machine currently taking up residence on the table.]

Here, let's... Let's get you sat down, and I'll run and find something for you to put on. Are you, do you need water? You probably haven't eaten anything, either.

[While he fusses, those tears he's been fighting off since seeing her start to well up.]