He stretches out another couple of limbs to gently explore John's own.

[ I don't know how to not be afraid. ] Somehow it's easier to say that after whatever broke to make him say the rest of it. [ I- ]

[ I don't want to fight. ] For one thing- [ I'm bad at it. ]

Something in the invisible center of his feelings starts to crumble and he can't tell if it's a good or bad falling apart.

[ You're so beautiful and strong. ]