He almost felt bad that he couldn't say the same, even though his inability to have missed her significantly wasn't his fault. The time wasn't missing for him; they'd been together in the Feywilds. He would have missed her if that were the case--

He wouldn't have time to vocalize any of that, of course, and that was probably for the best anyway. Connor kissed back happily, thumb stroking the curve of her cheek, his free hand having come to rest on her leg repeating the same motion across the top of her thigh. "Are you okay?" he murmured against her lips--details could wait, but that question simply couldn't.