Kell's mouth goes dry. It's true that Lila hasn't much in the way of breasts, and Kell has never minded. He gets more enjoyment form the way he can make her feel when he touches them than from her breasts themselves, but pushed up like this, they're so much more substantial. He wants to pull her to him and bury his face between them. He wants to rest his cheek on them. He wants to touch.

"I like that one," he says, a little coarse.