Curling close in a bed this size, with the two of them their size, is a necessity. A necessity he didn't fully realize that he wanted right up until it happened, but now that it's happening he's immediately wrapping himself into it, close and tight and furled as he can without sacrificing any of the softness.

He thinks about saying thanks. Thinks about commenting about them, thinks about finally answering that question, thinks about how loud his heartbeat might sound that close to it.

What he does say.

"Feels like they're watching me. When I'm in there."