He doesn’t look any less grateful, he didn’t think that was going to work. He regrets not stopping her before, when she was the one talking but it all just happened so fast it didn’t even occur to him to try to stop her. At least she didn’t look mad at him, or like she blamed him for asking the wrong questions but this situation is extremely fragile. Saying the wrong thing, confessing to the wrong truth and it could have exploded in this tiny elevator. Hell, they were fighting just a few moments before, if either of them had really wanted to hurt the other they would have. But they seem to be okay.

He’s getting ready to confess even more- he really does have a lot inside of him- when she… well. Starts kissing him, out of the blue. He’s not dumb, he can understand what she’s trying to do and it’s honestly quite an efficient way to shut him up. He takes a second to process what’s really happening here, and decide on how to react. But she’s kissing him with such intensity there really isn’t much he can do.

He tilts his head to get a better angle and kisses her back with all he’s got, reaching to place a hand on the back of her head to pull her closer.