Elliot didn't argue because it felt good to have TJ say that. There was relief in knowing that TJ wasn't going to just up and leave him because of all the new information, at least not right away.

He didn't say anything, exhaling before he leaned to do a line himself. He closed his eyes afterwards, fingers brushing under his nose before leaning back into the couch with a deep sigh.

He couldn't come up with a damned thing to say, leaning over instead to press his lips to the other's briefly, silently lifting the seeming hold on physical touch that'd been present through most of the conversation.