"The piemaker who thought a humaniform robot was worthy of love," Daneel corrects, seriously. For him, it is a serious matter, something he still can't quite comprehend. He kisses Ned, very gently, cupping Ned's face in his hands before wrapping his arms around him. It's... bold, for him, but he's at least beginning to feel like has the... the right to choose to do so, to take the initiative.

"You can tell me later, in privacy, if that is what you prefer." Of course Ned can; anything that would make Ned happy is worth doing. In some ways, he orbits Ned, focusing on him, hovering around him and trying to please him. "You may tell me any time you feel comfortable doing so."

Daneel leans his head on Ned's shoulder. He remembers, still, the way Ned smelled, and he remembers it now.