[ It warms him to hear it, that Jonathan has spent time, put effort into trying to find him again, but Cecil manages not to stumble over the words. ]

I'm sure my universe is as flattered as I am that you did.

[ And then he says because he can't resist saying it. ] Real or not, though... I missed you. [ His hands drag over Jonathan's sides under his coat, and then up, to drag over the back of his neck, thumbs sliding over his cheeks, the corners of his smile as if to make sure he's really there that way. ] I do not miss Haven, that home away from a much better home, but... I did miss you.