That's- a new look. Not a Sam look, something he'd seen in the few video feeds of Felix without his helmet. Taylor didn't often take on Delta's expressions or gestures simply due to an extreme lack- but there are moments when his posture shifts, when his head cants in a memory that is neither his nor D's.

At the moment? Doesn't matter. The glow doesn't matter, the smirk doesn't matter- Sam's not got a migraine and that's excuse enough to hook a hand around the nape of his neck, palm pressed tight to that thrumming, glowing implant where Felix is- and pull Sam down to slam their lips together.

Self control. Not his strong suit.