"Both are nice, for different reasons I think," he quicks and eyebrow, cupping his hand over the one touching his face, holding it there. He's not lying. Especially after the recent bursts of 'research' in the library he can think of a few ways getting tackled would be rather nice.

"I know you weren't gone long, but I worried about you," he rubs his thumb over Snake's hand and slowly brings it over to hips lips so he can press a soft kiss to his knuckles, "Synth was good company though. I taught him a little dance."