The attention was nice, but the eagerness was what made Phoenix briefly dizzy in a way he only wanted more of. At home and left to his own devices, he would have demanded aspirin, a nap, a long shower, hair product, and a toothbrush before he'd even let anyone talk to him, let alone do something like this. But Miles had made it clear that he didn't give a damn that Phoenix had spent the better part of the night anxious and sweating, and that he still probably wouldn't trust himself to move faster than a moderate walk. He still said 'you' like that, with such clear appreciation, and Phoenix smiled to himself and turned into the kiss eagerly.