His fingertips traced up and down Devin's arm, up along the line of a finger and down to his elbow and back again. He looked up and out for a moment, then back down, tucking his head back against Devin's shoulder.

"This..." he said, thinking out loud after a moment. "Right here. Other things aside, this feels..." he swallowed. Hoped Devin had some idea of what it cost to say it. He wondered if even he knew.

"Right. This is right."