A kiss preceded his acceptance, brief but no less affectionate than the countless others they'd shared by now. "I promise." Relief seeped through his words and posture. It was no grand mystery why and she likely had a number of guesses by now, and one among them perhaps even correct.
But with her support or perhaps lack of opposition secured, there was nothing further he had to say. Opting to retrieve the hefty bag from the floor and cast his partner a glance as if silently asking when she would be willing or able to leave this cesspool of a station. Damien never much cared for the Barrier. Least of all now and with significantly more important things on his mind. A small bit of anxiety crept in at the instigation of concealed impatience. It was a foreign feeling, but unlike the plethora of others - this seemed to come from somewhere within and was entirely endemic to his perception.
Trying to work it out in detail only seemed to make it worse and so he put the thought aside for now.