He's honestly surprised she returns the affection with such enthusiasm, almost shaken by how soon her arm is on him. He follows suit, not wanting to be lagging behind her, pulling her body in close as he hugs her tightly. Lips part, though lacking the experience, trying to deepen their kiss as he draws in a breath of air through his nose.

He's sparred with her enough times to know her body well enough, but to be holding her in such a way? It's so different, giving his stomach terrible butterflies that feel as if they'll flutter out of his stomach if given the chance to speak. Time to keep his lips preoccupied, almost gluing himself to her as fingers run over and down her spine.