[Despite having permission, there's a hesitation to lay his hand where it has never been and would never freely wander, his own breath catching softly at the feel of Ed in the dark: thick and fever-hot, as real as anything else he has felt. It has a way of putting things into perspective - and when he draws back, his nerves are popping with anxious energy and he's more awake and aware than he's been the entire night.]
...point taken. [He gives a nod and lays back again, blinking up at the ceiling.] It's... quite impressive. [Daunting.] ...If you don't mind my saying so.
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...point taken. [He gives a nod and lays back again, blinking up at the ceiling.] It's... quite impressive. [Daunting.] ...If you don't mind my saying so.