Liam felt a warm wave of happiness crash in to him at hearing the words ‘my favorites’, like the way a sip of good whiskey burned pleasantly as it went down. His hand fumbled for hers again, palm flat and fingers splayed; sex (or a Joining) may be off the table tonight, but maybe Sharing would be okay? He just... wanted Verity to know how good she made him feel, and this seemed like the easiest way.