Kyle's eyes soften even further. He stays quiet, listening until Quentin stops talking.

He takes his hand and places it gently against Quentin's cheek.

"I knew you had the capacity for caring that deeply," he says. His voice is low, but urgent. "I knew it. And I appreciate you being honest with me about what happened and why, because I also know how much you hide any sort of vulnerability."

He kisses him softly, slowly. "I love you."