"It's okay, I'm nervous too," Whit reassures Sal, and the fact that he's not alone in this reassures him, too. Being anonymous is helpful, though—Whit doesn't feel as pressured to put on a facade behind a literal facade.

"I don't do this sort of thing a lot, either. Or ever, really. I basically haven't kissed anyone since becoming a Liminal," he confesses with a nervous chuckle. His hands shake a little as he lifts them up to place them on the mystery astronaut's shoulders.

"Thank you for being so nice, though. Would it be all right with you if I kissed you?"