[Cater gives a huff of a laugh, clearly not offended. He shakes his head.]

No...you're right. I'm used to going through changes, but they've never been easy for me.

[This is the first real change he's had that's been an undeniable positive, but that doesn't seem to be stopping his anxiety. It must be a learned, subconscious behavior. And then Vil draws them together and Cater lets out a slow breath, basking in the warmth generated between them.]

I am. I'm right here with you.

[He doesn't want to be anywhere else. Knows that as long as it's Vil, he isn't going to feel ashamed.]

I want you more than I can put into words.

[So instead of words, he nuzzles his face in closer, seeking out Vil's mouth with his own.]