"Well, that...makes sense." A pair can't have two utterly reactive ends and expect sex to be go off without a hitch. The logic is an aspect that Neil can accept, even as his heart beats a mile a minute at the contact, at the lips on his cheek. At the you're everything to me.

He inhales, forcing oxygen down his shuddering lungs. The act serves to pacify somewhat, which allows him to ask once again. "Is there anything you'd change about us? Anything that can be changed?" he starts quietly, tightening his hand. "I don't want you to have any regrets about me."

Regrets that might have Alex taking back those words later on.