Very well. Delta pulls himself away reluctantly and stands up, wiping his face on his sleeve to dry it. Around anyone else he'd feel embarrassed to lose it like that, but then, that's why he'd had to talk to York in the first place. York still knows best how new and strange this all is to him.

Once on the couch, though, he curls right back up into York's warmth, not ready to give it up just yet. I am glad you are okay. This seems to have been deliberately designed to hurt or insult us.