Billy was a Mamas boy, even if his Mama didn't really care for him in that way.

He was starved of love and affection, which just led to habits. He wasn't aware of them, and don't acknowledge them.

But he felt safe, right now. His head was in your lap with your fingers pulled ng gently through his hair. He wasn't too sure what to label… this. But he was safe. He was comforted.