"Would that be so bad? You're pretty good to kiss..." he counters playfully. Sure it's a good excuse to kiss her but even if he wasn't getting bits and pieces of whatever this was, Natasha's lips on his own are like coming up for air after a long dive underwater.

They revive him, make him whole or at least closer to it. It's not really sure he realized what a big gaping hole there is inside him until she showed up.

His hand slides up her back to her neck and tugs her down close for another kiss. He doesn't have to wait for the response, there's a confidence there somehow that is just being born.