"...Well." A sad chuckle escape, as he moved a hand up into Nicolas' hair when he licked the tear. He didn't even try and push him off. "She did have a fire like you. She never wanted to let me win." BUt as always, he usually gets what he wants even if it's a terrible idea.

He closed his eyes, taking the feeling of Nicolas' hands in his hair. "Take off the gloves." he voiced low, keeping the one hand in Nicolas' hair, his other moving out, around his waist as if fearful Nicki would run, leave him alone in the Savage Garden again.