[His face is warm under Jonathan's hand. Even if he feels he's reclaimed some of the initiative here with that kiss, even though he gets his voice and expression back to normal, tenderness like this is still new for Obi.]

Well, I've never done any of this "openly." Always kind of been more of the sneaking around in the shadows, stealing moments here and there behind the trees experience for me.

[Fumbling in the dark, hissing barely-formed questions between breaths, sometimes never even knowing each other's names--or the fake names they happened to be using at the time. That's what Obi's used to.]

But I don't have a whole lot of options until I'm back on my feet, now, do I?