[He has to bite down a purr as Kravitz drags his fingers through his hair- let’s not get that embarrassing today, he thinks- but he does lean into the touch, willing to push back seriousness for more of Kravitz’ touch.]

Uh, yeah. How can you have a bad time when I’m around? You can’t. Taako, nightmare killer, that’s me.

[He doesn’t want to leave Kravitz right now, but he also doesn’t want to be… here. Maybe he can force something better.]

Want me to get us outta here?