Just a little. [ He gets this pleased look on his face for bringing a laugh out of her, before realizing he's probably held her hand a little too long. It's dangerous territory - falling back into old habits with her - and he slowly pulls his hand away, not so fast that she'll think anything is wrong, but so he can push himself up from the bench to stand, his hands on his hips. ]

I probably stink. I'm gonna hit the shower... [ She might be willing to wait for him, so they can talk more after, but when Bellamy glances at his watch, he sees it's later than he expected it to be. ] Then I should probably head home, I promised Emma I'd cook tonight...

[ He recognizes he used the word 'home' which she might find weird. This isn't their home, but his apartment with Emma is almost like a comfort spot for him. It's a small slice of what having a normal life would feel like, when you ignore everything that's happening outside of it. ] 'Home' is quicker to say than 'apartment with my Dominant', you know? [ He shouldn't feel like he needs to justify his words, but he does anyway. ]