The bar is clearly on the floor here, if Finnick's simple acceptance of Loki's body is such a likable thing, but there are plenty of forms of basic human decency that shock Finnick when he receives them, as well. Lioriley giving him food and gifts with no strings attached, Halsin telling him he could have a hug any time. When you're not used to such kindnesses, they hit you like a truck.

At the question, Finnick smiles and nods. He didn't expect Loki to like him so much, or to want to kiss him tonight, but kissing is as easy as breathing to him. Keeping their hands clasped, Finnick deftly moves around the table to sit next to Loki in the booth. He gently puts a hand on Loki's cheek to turn his face, and leans in to kiss his lips. Softly, slowly.