He smiled into that kiss himself, thinking that at least they had a sort of blank slate there, without too much previous history for him to have missed out on. Though he was pretty sure even one or two kisses with her would have been missed - he could just imagine shipping out after a kiss from her, it must have been torture. Still, he managed to murmur, "Oh... well, definitely my loss, but at least you shouldn't be comparing too much..." before he tried for another kiss, much like the first - slow, feeling things out, but not without some feeling. After all, he knew that maybe what he felt right now couldn't run as deep as what she felt... but he knew the potential was there, just listening to her talk about their history. And that certainly didn't count for nothing. It was sort of like a love story that he knew - hoped he knew - could turn out right.