He'd like to, really. He'd like to stay in the quiet, to explore this new thing they have, to have the time to stop and figure themselves out, to breathe, to not feel like danger is around every corner. But, being here, knowing that it would be because of what can await them outside, would it really be their choice? Would it really be for the right reasons? And what about all the wonderful things out there that they could see together?

They love the world. And they love each other. They deserve the freedom to enjoy both, together.

He admires the demon for a little bit longer, thumbs brushing over his cheekbones. "We'll find our way around."