He flushed, cupping the back of her head. "What're you doing?" he murmured, turning his head slightly.
He pulled back after a moment, stroking her hair. "What're you going to do after all this is over?" he asked. The question seemed cavalier, but she would know him well enough to recognize that he had been stewing on it.
He laughed a little, resting his head on his hand. "I don't know. I don't know if they'll have a place for me."