There was something in that easy smile that disarmed any intent to defend himself as his Commander closed the distance between them, and he didn't break off the other man's arm when it came around his shoulders. It was one of those easy embraces that he had seen people do with each other, friendly, companionable, and trusting. There had never been a time that he was aware that something like this might happen to him.

Yet, despite his general rigidness, his flesh arm curled easily around the other weapon's waist in the same companionable way. He even purposefully bumped the side of his hip against the blond's as he accepted the offer of walking silently, his eyes still turned up towards the stars.

"It was a well-planned and well-executed mission with you," he said, the closest to a compliment in return. He wasn't allowed to compliment, since men were expected to follow him and let him work. The other weapon was different; they were as close to each other as could be. "I would be inclined to serve on a mission with you again."

As they walked, he lost some of the tension in his body and smoothed his gait with each step, and he swayed with an easy manner of not having a care in the world. He didn't really. "When we are together, I experience a sensation of warmth that is entirely unexplainable."