[It's different, being held by someone taller and more solid than he is. Safe. Easier for him to rest his face on her chest and act like she can't tell that he's crying. He feels smaller and more fragile than usual. It's a reminder that this body is a delicate and breakable thing.
He can't think about that, so he'll tell Euphie what else she can do for him.] Don't let me leave.