[Connor pulls the SQUIP close, returning the kiss and basking in the moment. His heart hammers in his chest, a pleasant ache settled there. It's almost overwhelming, to the point that when he breaks the kiss he chuckles quietly, breathlessly, leaning their foreheads together.]

We can come here more, if you'd like.

[It can be their own little getaway from the world. Just them and the silence of the sea. Connor would like that. He traces his fingers gently over the SQUIP's cheek, pressing a few more quick kisses to its lips. It's going to be extremely hard to let it leave when it decides it has things to do.]

Whenever you want to come here, just let me know.