She should, she should, and he hopes he's not crossing any lines. Her headtilt is enough for him; he drinks it in gratefully, just. Taking a moment to enjoy the shape of her silhouette against the promise of light outside. "Good," he says, and he takes his hand back for now.

It turns out that he was right, which he's glad about. He rises back up to his feet, looking to Lakshmi for guidance. "Off we go, then? While the coast is clear?"