He felt like he could just melt when he took his hand. He squeezed his hand in return, solid and real and warm. He had been fighting the urge to touch, he wasn't sure where the line was. It was still Sean, he didn't want to make him uncomfortable. But throwing caution to the wind just for a moment, he tugged him forward and pulled him into a hug. "Thank you," he told him- partly because it was genuine, partly so he knew he was still talking to Sean.