Tom watched Mike go with an uneasy twist to his mouth, but ultimately he knew that it would have to keep. For now. Everything else was too fresh.

"Thank you," he echoed, reaching up to rub his knuckles from Neil's temple to his ear, almost thankful on some level that he could understand this now, what Florence could do, how it felt.

Suddenly conscious of how he was touching the other man, Tom looked up at Florence uncomfortably, but he didn't take his hand away.

"Guess we might have some explaining to do, huh?"