He... hadn't actually intended to brush his fingers against hers.

And shies away.

Not sure what he was thinking, really... or which part of him was doing the thinking, to be honest.

But he coughs.

"Well. There will certainly be opportunities to learn about the - can I really be called AWOl when it's no longer the game I'm absent without leave to? Say The players and our Earth - here."

He puts the hand that brushed against the goddess' to his chin. "Have you acclimated yourself to - mortality, and to the train, yet?"