He tilts his head very slightly, taking pointed notice of Garrot's hand as it slides down his shoulder. His eyelids drift halfway closed, a few uhhh particular thoughts drifting through his mind here. He has a lot to do this morning, but he certainly doesn't mind the way the other is touching him right now. He shifts very, very slightly, settling his weight inwards, towards him, but he doesn't change his posture otherwise. His claw continues to wind against his arm.

"I'm taking it a day at a time," he says, smirking up at him. "It's easier to adapt if we keep it, ah, flexible."