Very different indeed. And this is a difference he definitely doesn't mind.

Sensing that the amount of persuasion he used to need to employ won't be necessary, Phillip leans into the kiss, absolutely blossoming with warmth and desire and openness. His hands find purchase on the other's chest, part to keep him from straightening up out of reach and part to determine just what else about him has changed in their years apart. Even through his clothes he can tell that the dedication to the bow has built up some muscle that was not there previously, and likely one hand finds skin to smooth over, given how much of it is showing in his new garb.