For a second, he's afraid he's fucked it all up, spilling out something that sappy and stupid when she's just come back and he knows they're not really for the whole sap thing.

Except, she's turning off the water, and York hesitates a moment, leaning into her when she says it.

"S'okay, gorgeous, we can be bad at it together," he gives her a crooked smile, smoothing his hands over her shoulders.