[ Caleb has been taken advantage of more than once in this place. He's dealt with betrayal and abuse and literally being treated as property by someone he trusted because of the mark on his throat.

He's dealt with things he never imagined he'd go through, and he's gained things here that make his heart seem to swell in his chest. Magic and love and this man before him. Things that make it worth all he's been through, and anything he faces in the future.

Even if he knows, in the grand scheme of things, he's been blessed compared to many he cares about.

He isn't prepared for that kiss, but he gives everything of himself to it. Pushing into Chris' touch, wanting to give everything of himself into that kiss as if that alone could give protection.

So when he hears those words, eyes still closed as he lets the sensation of the kiss wash over him, he finds himself clinging to Chris. When he speaks his tones are hushed and breathless still. ]

Dammit, you're not supposed to be that charming when I'm worrying. Thank you though. For telling me and trusting me.