He clenches his jaw, squeezing his eyes shut and leans into the kiss with a quiet little noise at the back of his throat. But then it's gone, and so is his brief show of anything but calm control.

"Once we've had something to eat."

"Almost done!" DG exclaims, bringing over cups of warm tea with milk and sugar, gives Glitch a kiss on the cheek just because she can, and squeezes Wyatt's shoulder on the way back. "We're having a fry up of what I could find. Not much, but it'll just have to do."