[He ponders on a moment if he should protest. If he should point out Jim's sleep patterns and the note about the monsters he has tucked away in his note book. How Jim is a mess every time a monster shows up. How neither of them are fine.
However, his brain goes totally blank at the contact against the back of his neck. A tingling feeling runs down from his neck, all the way down his spine. It's very nice and he softly hums as he places a hand over Jim's hand.]
I promise, Stars. [Giving his hand a squeeze before dropping it to let Jim finish.] Could you write me more notes? About your thoughts and what you're feeling?
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However, his brain goes totally blank at the contact against the back of his neck. A tingling feeling runs down from his neck, all the way down his spine. It's very nice and he softly hums as he places a hand over Jim's hand.]
I promise, Stars. [Giving his hand a squeeze before dropping it to let Jim finish.] Could you write me more notes? About your thoughts and what you're feeling?