That was perfect and he loved how it felt, and so he leaned into the crook of his arm. Maybe it was moving too fast, but he didn't care. Isn't that how Nico did everything? Taking chances and living life on the edge?

"You know, if you're going to logical, I don't know what I'm going to do with you," he admits softly. It's not something he considers, and sometimes he forgets others do as well. "Though you're a good man. Most would have taken it and sold it. Do you have a favorite charity? I ask for no reason whatsoever."