At least it was a moderately comfortable silence. It wasn't laden with tension. A little awkwardness, yes. But nothing that twisted the gut into knots.

Though, finally, he had to speak, giving voice to an earlier thought.

"...one day, I'd very much like it if we could kiss just because we wanted to. As opposed to it being due to cursed mistletoe or little cupid robots."

A little brash, maybe. But it was honest, at least.