He's held, not dropped. Held. Securely. Auron has his arms around his back and he's keeping him up that way. It's encouraging. It brings his hands forward to dip under Auron's collar and cup his face. His thumbs brush against his face and push the frame of his glasses.

"Yeah... this, too."

He's just a little hesitant.... nervous, but it's exciting. He's close and being held. Auron doesn't look too mad, either. Despite the pattering of his heart, he grins and leans to brush his lips against his temple.

"How about a little incentive?"