He feels a flash of the old Keltham's enthusiasm at that, something that he instinctively cups his hands around, like he's protecting a flame from the wind. "Sounds nice. Could do it wearing fewer clothes too, if you were also in the mood for that. If it escalates on both sides into a kinkiness competition I sure won't complain. I'll also understand if even a relatively minor existential crisis turned out to be a pretty large one in an absolute sense and you just want to stare at the stars."
"What's an existential crisis, by the way? It doesn't actually translate."