With the attention on his neck, Shannon's eyelashes fluttered and he let himself take a deep breath. Going where he was in his own mind brought a sort of echoed unease, remnants of what had happened the time before. His mind fought against it and he merely smiled at the press of lips to his cheek. He moved, then, to retrieve the jacket and start sorting out front from back, side from side, and brought it to drape around Eli's shoulders.

"I get to talk this time?" he asked. It had been half for half thus far, and he felt it was a legitimate question. Rules with them tended to be followed, but not always the most well-outlined. "You underestimate how long my curiosity lasts."