He finds himself able to smile again and peppers that exposed neck with tender little kisses as well. He gazes lovingly, trustingly, into his husband's eyes as their noses nudge together. And listens.

It...makes his heart ache, and his gaze drops to the wolf in clear conflict. His Zichen is right, and using logic. He sighs and tucks himself in against his husband's strength.

"I won't cage her. You're right, she has the right to choose to stay or leave."