Essek knew what this meant to Caleb, that dark part of the other wizard's past that even Essek could not comprehend fully; a past made up in those slashes on forearms and the glimmer of haunted in those blue eyes, like shadows underneath the surface of oceans-- truly unknowable. And he was proud of Caleb, of them; his fingers moved to cup against that jawline as their foreheads touched together.

"This is but one avenue of study, out of many paths we've collected today; there will be no end to the possibilities between us." and Essek meant that both figuratively as well as literally. Books that had been gathered today, scrolls and blueprints that they could piece together; decimating this dock was only but a droplet that would never touch the bucket.

A kiss then, very soft and very brief. Perhaps a bit shy, the first they'd had since the Blooming Grove and then he slipped to the side and a little bit behind Caleb and gave a nod of assent. However his hand slipped around Caleb's waist as he kept that contact firm and with an unspoken promise that he was here by the other wizard's side; ready to offer support no matter what feelings came from the destruction of the T-Dock.