[A soft hum is the only answer Nyx gets at first, Regis' hand sliding into the Glaive's hair, cupping the back of his head in an effort to keep him close.]

Did I warn you I am terribly sappy after sex? You're going to laugh at me.

[The words are barely a murmur, almost lost as Regis leaves a trail of gentle kisses along Nyx's jaw and down his neck. He's sappy and also a cuddler and no one would blame Nyx if he begins to think that Regis may be using the latter of that pair of things to distract him from the answer to the question. Eventually, though, Regis does settle his head against his Glaive's shoulder with a soft sigh and softer words.]

Do you know how long it's been since I've been able to let everything go even for just a few moments? You've given me such a great gift. Saying 'thank you' is the very least I can give you in return.