There was a moment where he said nothing, merely pressing back into the contact they had made. He could feel the care being spent on him and it did wonders to help calm him down and find a center where he could work from. It had both the fortunate effect of helping him locate some words, but it also threw into stark contrast the stirrings deep inside of him that were causing so much turmoil in the first place.

He breathed, soft and warm and safe, and sighed. "That it won't last? It's... I don't understand it. What if something happened?" Things he didn't understand never really stood at a safe place in his mind; if he couldn't understand it, that made it possibly dangerous.