Kyle isn't really sure when this became an actual conversation about time and existence and whatever else, but Kellen doesn't seem pleased about whatever he's really thinking. "Oh. Well, I guess if I didn't know it was happening over again, that wouldn't be so bad. I guess... there was this one week, we were living on the beach, and my dad was away and it was just mom and me. It was... nice. I'd like that again." He finishes quietly, chewing at his thumbnail before glancing back up at Kellen.

"But I think," He starts carefully, curling his fingers around the wine bottle again but not making a move to take it, "I still like firsts. And I think, I like you, too. That can't be so bad." The way Kellen seems coiled like an angry cat is obvious, but he's not sure if its the conversation or something else bothering him, "And you?"