"You say that..." Phillip chuckles, tilting his head back just enough to make that thumb pull his lip, ever so slightly, "but it seems an awful lot like you've picked one anyway."

It is potentially fraught territory, in a way two people willingly in bed together should not be. The connection between their souls does exist, and even though Phillip hasn't exactly explained how, it's not impossible for Gustavain to guess at it... or perhaps, even 'remember' now that he knows to. There is other damage that could be done in allowing them to explore that, to 'chase' what's swirling in both their minds. But it's damage that is going to have to be done, sooner or later, unless they just walk away. Perhaps ripping off the metaphorical bandage is better.

Phillip reaches up, caressing the elezen's cheek before pulling him into another kiss, this one longer and slower. "Thinking has done us little good," he says quietly when they part, "Maybe it's best to put that aside for a bit."