[He has more than a million things he wants to say first.
He has no idea where to start, or if he should start with any of them.
After a few moments of staring at his father- in the flesh, right here in front of him, not dying or on fire or anything like that- he quickly grabs for his hand. That's. That's a start.]
You get sick if you avoid physical contact. [That's. That's a start, right? He doesn't want his dad to get sick, and holding hands with people is second nature by now- even if it's a little more awkward with him.]
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He has no idea where to start, or if he should start with any of them.
After a few moments of staring at his father- in the flesh, right here in front of him, not dying or on fire or anything like that- he quickly grabs for his hand. That's. That's a start.]
You get sick if you avoid physical contact. [That's. That's a start, right? He doesn't want his dad to get sick, and holding hands with people is second nature by now- even if it's a little more awkward with him.]