"Good." He says, looking back up at him again. It's the sort of thing that he needed to hear in the ache of a week gone without even one ounce of contact when they'd gotten used to not going more than a handful of days.

"I gotta go get Lise soon," Reality always has a way of ruining moments like this. But. "We'll come by this weekend?" Unless something came up and Lewis ruined his plans like he was famous for doing. But he'd try anyway.