[It's an instinctive thing, younger than he normally lets himself be, but Will presses his cheek into Kara's hand, like a kitten starved for attention. Perhaps it's because back home his mother is a very affectionate person, always hugging or touching or embracing him. It's been a while since someone was so gentle, so tactile with him.
He hadn't realized how much he'd missed it, rocking forward when Kara drops her hands, then tucking back in on himself. The offer has him hesitating for half a minute before nodding, hesitantly. He doesn't trust himself to type it out in a way that makes sense.]
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He hadn't realized how much he'd missed it, rocking forward when Kara drops her hands, then tucking back in on himself. The offer has him hesitating for half a minute before nodding, hesitantly. He doesn't trust himself to type it out in a way that makes sense.]