Having her touch him affected him too. Not as intensely as it affect her, because he wasn't sensitive to touch the way she was. Scents and smells was what got him. But her touch had power, and he felt it surge through him, binding the two of them together for a few seconds during which he literally felt his insecurities transfer to her.
Not that it rid him of the uncertainty. If that were the case, he would have been cured of his inner demons a long time ago. No, they were still very much kicking around in him, but for the moment, he was able to bypass his own damage to focus on her. Because Theo didn't touch anyone, not even him, anymore.
Only Trish, but Trish had always been her exception.
"I'm so glad you're here, Theo." He didn't know how he would function without her. He'd probably have laid down on the ground in the heart of the forest and let the trees and the roots and the bugs claim him. Ashes to ashes and all of that.