Ronald could barely make out the words. Tired...? Yes, he was. But it was a shallow sort of fatigue. One that could be easily wiped away once he was fully awake. But his body didn't really want to wake up. Not just yet. Deep in him, he hungered for this. It satisfied an ache in him that he had to fight back all those months in that cursed school.

Respite.

Calm.

His lips parted to speak but he felt himself silenced before he could reply. That warm kiss made him close his eyes once more. Ronald moved one hand up, his fingertips barely ghosting the other god's chest and brushing lower against his side. Warm. Real. This truly was happening. He'd found some real sanctuary somehow. He let out another breath, breaking away ever so slightly just so he could study Watanuki through hazy half-lidded eyes.

It was him. The answer seemed to satisfy him as he leaned in for another kiss, just as light and warm as what was given.