[ That's sentimentality for you. Paul kisses Kaworu again, to be sure he did it right, and pink-gold light is only a vague suggestion through his closed eyelids. The dawn is already here. They didn't need to go all this way.
But they did, and so Paul should see it through. He pulls back and nestles Kaworu's head against his chest, leaning back and trusting his centre of gravity to anchor him. ]
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[ That's sentimentality for you. Paul kisses Kaworu again, to be sure he did it right, and pink-gold light is only a vague suggestion through his closed eyelids. The dawn is already here. They didn't need to go all this way.
But they did, and so Paul should see it through. He pulls back and nestles Kaworu's head against his chest, leaning back and trusting his centre of gravity to anchor him. ]
You're still a better kisser than I am.