"Wh-what?" The word is uttered quietly as Bodhi stares in wide eyed shock. His eyes flick down to his own hand, still on the other man's elbow. Solid and real. Swallowing thickly, he tries to come up with a question, or something.

It's not that he doesn't believe Alex, it's the fact that he does, that he finds scary. That something obviously terrible had happened, and yeah - that'd do it. In a place where people get swallowed up in doors and there was no sign of what had happened to the people before them?

Yeah.

He opens his mouth and closes it once or twice before replying. "But you're fine, now. You're not --"

With another shake of his head, and before he can talk himself out of it, he wraps his arms around the other man. It's stiff, and seems like he hasn't been on the giving or recieving end of any kind of hug in a really long time, but it's something right?