Denji doesn't know how to feel about not being wanted in that way. He expected to be expected.

Most the women in his life have hurt him. Makima, Himeno, Reze, the list goes on. And on. And on...

He doesn't know how to cope with these gentle touches. The genuine love. In a bed with no expectation of something. Denji allows himself to find comfort with his head against soft thighs.