[Jonah takes a deep breath and sits heavily next to him. He doesn't want to hurt Algric's feelings, not here. He hasn't... been in this position in ages; he wracks his brain trying to think. Hands, maybe? That's- it's almost like taking care of himself? But no, he's.. He'll still have to work himself mentally up for that. He rests his chin on his hands, elbows on his knees and glances at the wall, then at Algric.]
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...Massage?
[At least get him used to being touched.]