When Yelena touches him, there's no freaking out. It feels comforting and warm. And now that he knows he can let himself feel more than that, he wants to open himself up to it- or at least start to. Truth is, kind touches have always been hard to come by for him, and he figures it's been the same for Yelena too.

"I bet you do." It's a little awkward, thinking that she might be thinking of him naked right now. He tries not to let it get to him though. Yelena is honest and he likes that about her.

He lets his real hand slide back into hers, bringing her fingers up to his lips to kiss them. "Maybe we can start with this- and some dinner. And we can talk about things."