Paul still didn't want to know what had happened. If Harvey wanted to tell him, he would and if not, he didn't need to know. He trusted Harvey completely and that included letting him have his secrets if he thought it was for the best, for both of them.
Giving Glibt a curious look, he almost asked what other ways there were. But then he was glancing down at Glibt's hand on his forearm and smiling slightly as the answer was just given to him. For a moment he thought that he didn't really have anything to anchor power into - he didn't have stuff so much as he had necessary things. But then it dawned on him and he put his spoon down quickly to slide off the barstool. "I'll finish eating, I promise - I... just one second, I think I have something!"
He darted off to the bedroom quickly and retrieved a teddy bear with a NOH8 patch sewed onto its side. He clutched the bear to his chest for a moment, thinking that it - like his t-shirt - still smelled a little like Harvey, before bringing it back out to the kitchen and thrusting it towards Glibt with a hopeful smile. "Harvey got it for me for our one-month anniversary and I thought it was so silly and he wrote this sappy poem and it was just... dorky, but I loved it. And then Bret bought the patch at the NOH8 shoot in DC and sewed it on for me," he explained. "Is this the sort of thing you were talking about?"