[It's been a long time since someone touched him just because. Pidge hugged him, they've leaned on each other when they've been injured, but before that it was-- a year of physicality being a matter of pain. Either inflicting it to others or having it done to him. He doesn't flinch - what Keith means to him is older and overrides the impulses the Galra laid down in his mind - but he does draw a slightly uneven breath. Then he covers Keith's hand with his own, pressing it down gently.]
Well, the storm hasn't let up. I'm all for staying in bed.
[... sleeping. He means sleeping, but it sure doesn't come out that way.]
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Well, the storm hasn't let up. I'm all for staying in bed.
[... sleeping. He means sleeping, but it sure doesn't come out that way.]