He hummed softly, face staying close to Malcolm's and considered all that. Inside three anecdotes, he could probably figure out why.

"You're the only one think's I'm 'aggressively' kind," he chuckled, leaning in to steal another short, chaste kiss. "Everyone else thinks I'm a dumbass or an asshole and for the most part, I don't mind. 'Sides, Mathis.. reprioritizes things. Survivalism. We're not.. We're not living here. We're just surviving." He took and let a heavy breath.

"Nothing's the same."