[He's glad Charlie doesn't grab at his back, because those wounds from getting mauled are still very much there, and they're painful as hell. They know each other's bodies well enough, though, that he knows that even without consciously thinking about it, Charlie can intuit what will and won't be comfortable for him. It makes him feel safe, which isn't a feeling he regards lightly. That's why the little push of encouragement makes him move a bit quicker, and that's also why he chooses not to respond to Charlie's comment at all, instead just pressing his face into Charlie's shoulder, holding him as tightly as he can, like he's trying to absorb him entirely. His breathing is harsh and ragged, and his eyes are closed tightly.]
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