Lee shares Eric's sweet little smile, and while he's not sure tonight will be the night, maybe tomorrow, or the next day, they'll finally get to do something in bed together besides sleep. Lee's always been very driven by physical exertion, and sex is one of his favorite ways to exert himself. Despite being in his early twenties, Eric hasn't seemed nearly as fixated on it as Lee has always been, which in this case has been a bit of a blessing. Lee's been missing the physical component of their relationship a lot, but his libido has been beaten down enough by how terrible he feels that he doesn't feel like he's ready to lose it. He thinks that if he were in Eric's place he'd be going crazy by now, after two weeks of nothing more than a little kissing and a little light fooling around.

Lifting his glass, Lee takes a drink of his champagne as well, then picks up his chopsticks. "I'm trying not to think of the things I want to do when I'm better, but it's hard not to," he admits. "I'm trying to keep it small for now," he goes on. "Just, what I want to do tomorrow, now that I'm off chemo for three weeks."