He doesn't feel safe. He feels about the farthest damn thing he's felt from safe - even when they were on the Donnager or when they had the hybrid on the Roci. He doesn't know what the hell is happening to him and he feels like he's lost it almost completely.

The only reason he's holding it together at all is that it only seems to have happened to him. Bobbie's arms are warm and firm and more importantly full - there's no muscle disappearing, no tendons pulled into sharp relief under her skin. She's fine, Prax is fine, Amos is fine -- his family is okay, other than him, and that's enough to keep him from dissolving completely.

He doesn't return the hug, just lets her hug him, and tries to breathe.