He wraps his arm around her shoulders, taking care not to trap her hair beneath the weight of it. It's nice just to be close and reasonably sure they're just themselves after weeks of interference. "I discovered our contract renewal notice somehow didn't make it to us. We're technically illegal. Would you like for me to fix that?" It's almost tongue-in-cheek. He's not expecting a no, yet he made the offer to do the renewals. It's the polite thing to ask.

He nuzzles into her hair, eyes half closed. There's a temptation to put off anything else. He won't. He's too determined to order everything in a way that works for all involved. Being lazy about communication in favor of affection won't help that at all.