Watching his friends revel in the rain, Xavier considers Reid's question in earnest. He knows no one will mind. But will he? How many more Ribbonfin victory parties are left? One, if they're lucky. It's a sad thought, but not one that lingers once Reid tugs him closer. The little gesture thrills him in a way he can't describe, and being this close erases any doubt about where he'd like to spend his time.

"Eh," He says, a verbal shrug so casual it almost belies his actual thoughts. Zav's free hand finds the small of Reid's back. He pulls Reid against him and, before pressing a kiss to his lips, mumbles, "Nah."