Will's mouth twists a little, as he regrets the words just as much as he figured he would. He reaches forward to put his hands on both of Malcolm's shoulders, steadying him.

"I am," Will confirms. "But that's why I don't rest on my laurels and consider it progress. It's why I want to make sure I'm working with Shaw and letting you know how it's going. It's why I'm listening out for what makes people fade from here- sounds like it's a lack of connections." So he really doesn't want to disconnect himself from the others on this ship, if only for that reason alone.

"I used to be satisfied with my end on that cliffside. I'm not, anymore. We both deserve our trips. We deserve a home where we feel safe." He leans forward and kisses Malcolm gently on the lips. "And we deserve to know the intricacies of love, every twist and bend and fold. I won't let anything take it from us." His eyes shine with determination. He's going to make this work.