He seemingly melts a little under her touch, like the tiny bit of soft contact satiates something. A few months ago he might have felt awkward about the tiny display of affection, but now he just welcomes it. He lets himself feel warmed by it. He tilts his head just enough to press a kiss to her palm, but he likes the feel of her hand to his face so he slides it right back.

"Should I not be?" He gets it though. It did come out of nowhere, even for him. "I do not know why. I had an urge and I followed it instead of questioning it."

Something she has been allowing him to do more and more.