"I don't want to regret us," David answered. So yes, avoiding the kiss would be good.

So he kept stripping as he rattled off a number. Though he had to pause for a moment.

"Glasses, in my pants pocket. I don't want to throw them and risk them getting damaged, but tech is a lot worse for me in this state. To have it screaming at my injured technopathy and at my psychometry would be the literal worst thing right now."