There was something heartwarming about knowing that Caleb’s mind would carry this memory with him, that this would be the thing he remembered, the First Kiss they shared together. Nothing could take this from him, not aside from a Modify Memory but no one was here that could do that, leaving them safe in that regard. There was an urge to tug Caleb gently over him, but the wounds were fresh and things were fast and this was not it. Not yet. No.

So he kissed him back as that hand went to his hair, and his hand left Caleb’s to cup one of his cheeks, that scruff against his palm. His own heart thundered in chest like a storm, and he wondered what would happen after this, the eight million different ways this timeline, his timeline, Caleb’s timeline could.

And eventually he broke the kiss and didn’t pull back or away. There was a soft murmur of the wizard’s name against his lips with an affection unmatched.

He had missed this.

"I will stay as long as you wish it."