More or less always not too far from that mood, but tonight a lot more so than usual.

Wrapping his arm around Murdock's waist, Face tucks his fingers into his partner's pocket and holds him close - nuzzling against his neck when the door closes behind them.

"I think we can probably let them know in the morning..." he murmurs, knowing full and well he'll catch Hannibal up pacing late at night while Murdock's asleep.