[Kieren couldn't help but smile when he saw Credence, even with the way the man looked. He had been trying to coax him out, and he was glad to see that this had worked--depression and loss were nasty things--he should know.

Still, he was happy to see Credence was growing his hair out still from that horrible bowl cut; the hair framed his finely sculpted face...and really, Credence was one of the most beautiful people Kieren had seen.]

Uh...thanks. Best part of fall, no one looks at me funny for wearing long sleeves all the time. [He makes the joke, stumbling a bit over the words when he gets the kiss on his cheek. He decides to be bold, then, and slide his arm around Credence's shoulders, squeezing, as he started to lead them towards the tent. He only had two inches on the other man, but he could use it.]

I'm glad you decided to come out with me--this is going to be fun, I promise.

[He pushed open the entrance to the tent, eyes adjusting to the difference in light.]

Uh--do you want a drink, something to eat? [He quickly adds before Credence says no,] Everyone else will be; don't stand in solidarity with me, really. It doesn't bother me--I'd like you to enjoy yourself.