[Real safety and warmth, feels a little different than what Elios tried to do. Or at least, he wants to think of that way. His metal fingers clench harder than they usually do. He doesn't have a sense of sensation in.]

I'm afraid as much as I'd like to bask in being home...I need to discuss what happened with you.

[Komaeda leans into his chest, pressing his face against it and murmuring low.] I don't know how much time we have until...

[He puts a hand to the wall.] It can wait. Help me to the bath.