[ he firms his hold, fingers curling over ren's forearm, tightening enough to be felt through the fabric. ] Yes. [ it's extremely exhausting at times. most of the time, he doesn't let himself contemplate it.

his temple tips wearily against the other man's shoulder, for the moment caring very little for ren's general preference for physical distance, and lets his eyes slide shut. ]

Mm. How would you like me to prove it? Neither of us are particularly fond of people in our heads. .. Especially after this week, I'm sure.