[It's a good feeling that Warren trusts him. It's just as good a feeling knowing Warren likes him. Gordon's breath is warm against his neck as he huffs good-humoredly, sitting back so that he's still hunched over a bit.]

Do you realize how embarrassing it would be if I knocked myself out the first time we're doing things, Warren?

[His hands are still under Warren's shirt, feeling over the goosebumps that rise up on his skin.]

Brain myself so hard I pass out on top of you. I might just crush you or you'd stab me with your elbows. Probably both.

[Gordon's fingers tickle up along his sides, pushing his shirt up more. It really is nice seeing how Warren has put weight on from his time in Red Valley, he looks so much healthier. His ribs aren't as prominent and his skin, while still pale, isn't that sickly shade any longer.]

Let's try an avoid all of that if we can.

[With a little smile he'll lean down, mouth pressing to the lower part of Warren's sternum.]