It was one of those moments where you needed busy hands and to feel useful. With some string and some bead shaped crystals you started to make a bracelet. You tried to recall Roach’s size as you made it so there wasn’t the awkwardness of it being too small or too big.

When you found him after making it, he looked at you curiously, glancing down at your closed hand and then up at you.

He held his hand out, obviously wanting to see whatever it was.