He wasn't- he still didn't exactly know what he was doing, in part from the fever, in part from the strange whirlwind of emotion he was feeling, and in part again from the alien body he was suddenly inhabiting.

But she was there, close, with her hand on his face and in his hair, and he was there, holding her, and he just did the first thing that came to mind.

With a dip of his head, he kissed her. It was a little awkward, and fleeting, but he kissed her all the same.