You were good for me. So I count it.

[He keeps stealing small kisses to his cheek and neck, heading for the train, only looking up to mind the gap because that ain't a thing he wants to catch his leg on.]

[And check if anyone else is around. It'd be rude to start making out if anyone was there. Embarrassing if they got caught on a stop on the way to the hotel, but at least then they can stop.]

[Looks like they're in luck at the moment, with no one there.]