There's something about Michael choosing to stay there, out in public, that seems right in that moment. It is him trying to reconnect with the world on his own terms. Just the two of them and Bopp, making out and just enjoying being together.

He loves it here. The ocean air, the gulls, just living here by the beach.

Kissing Michael, stroking his fingers along his cheek. "I love it here," he whispers. "I know it's rough when things like this happen, but the chances we've had here? It means everything to me."