A little tremor goes through his middle at her touch and he caps his water so he can stow it away and turn towards her. His whole torso is a map of scars, naturally, but he's never felt ashamed to show himself around Elektra. They're the same in so many ways.

"Hey," he says gruffly after a moment of just staring into her eyes. His hand slides under his pillow so he can prop himself up better to meet her gaze. Their fear of intimacy is just another thing we have in common, but he doesn't feel like running away now, far from it.