God, he's so glad he can tell Michael is joking, but it feels so fucking good, so normal, that he forgets to be annoyed, even playfully. He just laughs and shakes his head, then focuses back on Michael's words as he continues.

"Right, right," he says, but makes no move for his phone. He's not going to just blurt that out over text. That feels like a conversation he should have face to face.