[While Legault will always have a flair for theatrics and plenty of lines available to fluster men and women alike, he’s never been quite the floozy he makes himself out to be. He flirts, yes, but sometimes as a mean of keeping distance between himself and others. A man as unpopular as him is dangerous to his company, after all, and it’s a harmless hobby at its worst. He has no need to keep it up if Ramirez and he are moving in the direction he thinks they are.

As for the kiss, well, he’s not surprised Ramirez is still having reactions like that. He’s used to it, thinks nothing of it, and accepts the apology kiss.]

It’s alright. Though if you hadn’t said anything, I might’ve worried you’d suddenly found me repulsive. Wouldn’t that be awkward?

[Every bit of the tone in his voice is teasing, though part of him knows he should really know better than to tease Ramirez by this point His other question hadn’t been meant to tease, however, he just wants to make sure his partner is feeling healthy.]

That was never a question. When it comes to strength, you have me outmatched in every way, after all.

[He has no doubt about that. He reaches out, slowly, to stroke his cheek with his thumb as he shifts to get a better look at him. It’s much nicer to wake up with his comrade than it is to wake up with him already dressed and scowling so unpleasantly.]

As long as you’re fine, then.

[And he’ll attempt to kiss once more, this time squarely on Ramirez’ lips.]