Ric... understood the impulse, on some level, and was completely bewildered by it on another. The physical closeness, the way Elijah had leaned into him... his own grief and feeling Elijah's? Knowing how much Elijah needed touched and hadn't been? Yeah, the impulse was there. Just not normally one he had, in particularly that way. Certainly not one he expected to feel at all toward Elijah.

And it was more impulse than craving, and pretty... vague.

Ric was dubious about Elijah's plan, but. "I'd do the same thing," he admitted, groped in the dark until he found the flashlight.

He hesitated for a brief second, then kissed Elijah lightly, but on the mouth. Immediately thereafter he turned the flashlight on and stood, hand out to help Elijah up.