Bel is starting to realize that there are things he'd let a friend do that would immediately raise his hackles if a stranger even asked. It doesn't feel like Bel is 'on display'. This feels like something they are doing together because Bel agreed to it, rather than something... well, proprietary.

For his own balance, he rests his own hand on Finnick's shoulder -- the opposite of the arm that's raised to touch his face. "You are a wonder, you do know that?" Bel leaned forward to attempt a kiss on Finnick's cheek.