It's hard to believe Kyle could possible be so accurate as to predict a thing like that, but Quentin wouldn't deflate that particular brand of optimism just for the sake of argument. Not when Kyle really does look peaceful.

"Any time, babe," he smiles and kisses Kyle's lips until those hungry kisses turn into dozy little pecks slowly losing energy.

He'll stay awake for a while though, skimming Kyle's thoughts just to make sure there aren't any clowns in his dreams.