[ At first, Minho's only answer to all that is a skeptical noise at the back of his throat. But he doesn't comment, just listens to the two of them as he finds the journals he wants and packs them into his bag. He's got work to do, before he can come back and finish things here.

Bag packed, he gets his weapons and cloak, setting himself up and just... Watching them for a second. This is nice. This is his.

He'd like to come back to it tonight.

So he steps over, ducking in and lifting Thomas' chin to kiss him. It's nothing long, but he does linger before pulling back - just to swoop in to give Teresa the same kiss, though he touches her cheek instead. And just like that, he gives them both a satisfied look and backs towards the door. ]

For good luck. Some of us have to go be knights in shining armor for other people. Stay out of trouble until I get back.

[ Minho winks, then turns in a flourish of his cape and saunters out. ]