James smiled wanly. "Thank you. Always my rescuer. Silly of me really. I'm good, really I am. Just hard to.." he tried again. "My family were. They were always very expressive, held each other a lot, physically expressive folk. Not all of societies niceties allow for that outside of kin or marriage. I. I miss it more than I can explain. More than. More than I can bear sometimes. Just the pure honest affection of holding someone. Even. Even at the funeral.. they only shook my damn hand. Christ, damn it, Paul, it's such a silly thing. Just when you spoke like that, I wanted to hold you to my chest, and kiss you senseless. It sent me a bit funny not being able to, just for then. I. I have it under control now."