[ Hmm... ]

Well, I would certainly say you are not required to constantly smile in my presence even if you are not in the mood for it. But, if I am the cause for you being unable to keep from doing exactly that whenever you see me...you will find no complaints.

[ And, well. He leans in, closer to close the gap that has been shorted by Noé's aborted kiss, giving another one of his own to the other man once again, gentle, but loving all the same. Then, softly, against his lips: ]

And you would not find any complaints should you find yourself desiring at any time to kiss me.