[Funny, how you get used to things. Half a year ago and he might have stiffened at Star's touch-- not out of conscious fear, but simple instinct. Now, though, after pudding adventures and independence lessons, after all he's been through with Star-- he simply moves with Star's gentle prompting, tipping his head up and closing his eyes, trusting the Stand just as much as the user.]
All this--
[He has to say this, and he hates that he does, but--]
no subject
All this--
[He has to say this, and he hates that he does, but--]
You won't tell anyone.