"The chicken was really good," he teases, lips still brushing Drake's.

He hasn't had to kill anyone here. Not yet, maybe not ever--and that maybe is what lets him reach out to people as freely as he does. He still goes out armed. He always will. But he's able to risk himself in ways he never was able to back home, even before the fall; he can feel it happening.

Like right now as he kisses Drake again.