"Shhh..." he murmurs against her lips forehead to forehead still, they're crouched on the floor, and it's a little awkward and he doesn't even care. "This is part of that brain cobwebs thing, Natalia, trying to clear it all out and understand..."

He goes back in for another kiss, because she's letting him and it's nice to just, feel things and not have to find words for a bit. He takes it a little deeper, but it's just a kiss, nothing else.

When it breaks he pulls back a little to look at her and asks a question. "Did you really blow me in the Kremlin?"