[The relief is clear on Griffin's face, and he relaxes just enough to remember to feel awkward about standing so close. It's okay, right? Jason hadn't pushed him away or moved to give himself more breathing room. He...

He wants to touch Jason's neck, to feel the healed skin with his own hand but. Stops himself again, unsure. Another aborted twitch and a flush of pink.]

I don't think you'd accidentally blow yourself up, at least.