"Carry? I'm not a baby, I'll get there. Just need to psych myself up." Regulus said, sounded a bit distant as he held onto Barty and hugged him tight, already fading a little from the world and just sinking into the comfort of his anchor. The one who'd brought him back. His soulmate. "I would say you're far to good to me but honestly, everyone could always do better."

Besides, he didn't want Barty getting lazy. He might have saved his life but he still owed him love and romance. If they intended to ... circle back to that. Which he assumed the kiss meant.