"Yeah, that's first on the list." he agrees with a nod. No more shady motel room, something nice. That was their future, things were only going to get better from here.

His fingers twitch at the action, but he doesn't pull away. He turns to look at Mick again, smiling even around his lip pulled between his teeth. Maybe it's the buzz of everything, maybe it's a subconscious cue. But there's a rising feeling in his chest, this tension he's definitely felt before, and only ever with Mick. And for the most fleeting second, his eyes flicker to Mick's lips. Blink and it'd be missed, only that smile of a cat who got the canary left behind.