"... Wouldst thou wish to lie together again?" He doesn't know the word 'cuddle', but that's what he means. "I doth not wish to make thee do something thou doth not wish to do." The kissing was nice, and maybe they'll do it again, but he feels very heated right now and he's not sure what to make of it.

He presses his hand on the other's lower back, pulling him in while being careful to avoid the wings. They're... quite beautiful, but he isn't sure if touching them is proper. ... But who cares about proper?

(He does. He cares.)

"I wouldst keep thee from the dangers here, but I wouldst not cage thee. Thou deserveth freedom, not incarceration. So I ask that thou doth take me with thee when thou doth desire to go to the lower reaches of the vessel." He just... he just wants the other to be safe. Imprisoning him would just make him miserable, and it seems like he's had enough of that already.