"Okay," Jamie breathed, and rested his cheek against Theodore's, his eyes sliding closed. "Just, don't disappear next time or talk like that. Come see me, and we'll work through it, just like this, all right? I can't help you if I can't find you. Or if I find you, but you're a popsicle. I'm sure you'd be delicious, don't get me wrong, but I think I prefer you warm and responsive."