That's something Dal's come to appreciate. There's a lot Gabriel could do. But he doesn't. He suggests and let's Dal decide. A little tug is all it took for Dal to snuggle close. Almost always, he welcomes affection from Gabriel. It's everything he ever wanted: someone kind and loving. It's hard to imagine Dal as being touch starved, be he was. There was never anything meaningful before Gabriel.

Gabriel couldn't possibly know what he means to Dal. The brightest star in his sky, really. Everything Dal stopped dreaming about his first night on the streets in New York. Unfortunately, he's not really able to articulate that in English. Gabriel's been there for him at his worst, seen him damn near at his lowest and still wanted to stay by his side. In turn, Gabriel wanted to help him be a better version of himself, wanted to love and support him. And he made Dal think that's something that's within his reach.

He reaches up to cup Gabriel's face in both hands, staring at him with such fondness. "Happy, grateful, all that an' more."