The problem is now that this doesn't seem like it would be terribly comfortable for either of them, but that look on Gustavain's face is well near worth it for Phillip to just throw out good sense and continue onwards. He lets out a low breath to try and steady himself, brushing over his face almost adoringly. Luckily, his brain does kick in enough to actually turn the thing off for a moment, continuing his gentle petting motions afterwards to get the both of them to calm down.

He doesn't take his hands off the other, keeping them pressed up together against the wall and just basking in the warmth of them against each other. "Better?" he asks quietly after a moment, once the cheek has managed to come back to him.