The purr continues as long as Luka's got his hand on his head, the sound making his voice tremor softly as he speaks. "I've already forgotten everything but you," he says, a soft, teasing note in it as he presses close to him. He pushes him onto his back in that moment so he can lay his head on his chest instead, wrapping an arm loosely across his stomach. It's a little bit of a cling, much as he's trying to pass it off as cuddling.

"There will be time to relax," he sighs softly, trying to be just the tiniest bit more realistic, "but it's never going to be over. There will be so much work to do."

He makes a soft noise as he gets comfortable, and he really can't stand leaving it on such a stern note. "But it will be better then this. All of us have held our breath for too long." A world not held hostage by this game is almost unimaginable to him after so long, but he's desperate for it. It feels like it's in reach and he has not wanted anything more since he realized it might be possible.