You and Owen were on the way to a club until you pulled into a gas station. As you stopped the car Owen grabbed your hand you looked over at him to see tears streaming down his cheeks. "Why are you doing this to me? Is it because I'm not touchy enough?" he asked his voice cracking slightly. "I'll be more touchy I promise. I crave your touch don't let me die like a starving man" Owen pleaded his emotions overwhelming him. You were caught off guard unsure how to respond.