He huffs when she moves her hand away and goddamn, he really wishes he could have his cake and eat it, too. Having to stop hurts his soul, hurts other parts of him even more, but that's okay, that's okay. Well, no, it's not even a little bit okay but he'll trick himself into thinking it is for the greater good. Being able to move freely, without the restraint of a cast, is going to make things so much better for both of them, he knows this. Doesn't mean he has to like it.

"You're almost too kind," he deadpans, though he has no problem returning her kiss. It's intimate, and he hugs her close to him, working his tongue gently around hers as he burrows his hand in the softness of her hair. When they pull away, only just slightly, he can't help letting out a little whine at the loss of contact from her lips. "Are you sure cutting off the cast isn't in the cards?"