Gavin almost felt drunk from the kiss, having trouble focusing on anything aside from Juno. He's still standing close to the other man, close enough to toy idly with the hem of Juno's shirt while they decide what to do.

"Outta here sounds good. Mine or yours?" He raises an eyebrow, "My place is close, but I gotta warn you, the rooms they give us down here are... I mean, imagine a shitty motel. Does Mars have shitty motels?"