He uses his anger and the fear that had come over him, fear that he'd never see the stupid German bastard again, as fuel for the heat he drenches the kiss in.

But then there's a click and a flash and he becomes aware of hushed mutters and it occurs to him they're still there at the bar and they probably ought to not do this here.

"Yeah...come on." He stood and tugged Albert along with him, his grip still incredibly tight. He didn't know what District Albert had been assigned to, but his room was just two floors above them and that's where he intended to take them.