Joan's instinct is to shut down, to go cold, to turn inward. And then Ted pulls her back in and kisses her like that and hugs her so tightly...and those walls she's busy putting up tumble right back down.

Fuck it.

She slips off her shoes and climbs into bed and winds her arms around him and sinks into a kiss. They're not going to see each other in god knows how long, she's going to make the most of the time they do have, dammit.