[ Shoulders hitch further as traveling hands sweep low, securing Kaladin's hold and offering warmth where he once felt destabilizing pain. That memory is distant when this feels so safe. ]

I, ah... [ Fingers flex, tightening their hold before he forces them to relax and spread against a shoulder blade. He tips forward, forehead pressing to Kaladin's collar both to hide his expression and to maximize the attention he can draw from him in this moment. He wants to remember every second of it. ]

I've never done anything like this. Forget what I even think, there's no way anyone would try to get close. [ Except Kaladin. He's given him something he thought he might never get to experience, no matter how long they have or don't have. ]