Alex leans down again, shifts his hand from Neil's chest to hold his cheek as he kisses him. "Stop apologizing," he says quietly, watching. Then he straightens, running his hand back down to its first position.

"Also, story was already done. This was just question time, remember? Also--" He glances to the side, a small, private smile forming that Alex isn't aware of. "It's fucked up, but it's nice. That you're upset over me."