"You're a dork," Hartley told him, because what was he even doing? But then he reached out to grab the arm he'd doodled on and pulled him close again, this time pulling him into a kiss. Not as if they still worked together. Not as if there was anything keeping him from this. He didn't deepen the kiss, he just kept it going, because he didn't want to pull away. This was the first glimpse of hope in a very long time. "You took the pain away. I can live without hearing. Not with that pain. Thank you."