[No, they wouldn't want that. But he isn't going to think along those lines. It's almost not possible -- almost. If they came out and told him, it'd be different.]
[But right now? Right now, there's not a whole lot of room in his head for anything but how those hands feel. For how Sam's hands feel. Sam could instruct him to turn around on one foot and he'd do it. Just to keep feeling like this. So yes, he sits.]
[More like sags, really.]
[Honestly, he'd forgotten what something like this feels like. What feeling relaxed was like. Everything has been wound too tense for so long, it would be again, and again. What did relaxation even feel like?]
[The check in is met with wordless appreciation. It's almost half-asleep. Incredibly enough.]
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[But right now? Right now, there's not a whole lot of room in his head for anything but how those hands feel. For how Sam's hands feel. Sam could instruct him to turn around on one foot and he'd do it. Just to keep feeling like this. So yes, he sits.]
[More like sags, really.]
[Honestly, he'd forgotten what something like this feels like. What feeling relaxed was like. Everything has been wound too tense for so long, it would be again, and again. What did relaxation even feel like?]
[The check in is met with wordless appreciation. It's almost half-asleep. Incredibly enough.]