You and Sixty were on a call, laying on your bed as you talked about your how your day went.

But you noticed that Sixty was quiet most of the time. Whenever he would answer the question you gave, he would answer. Except that he's making soft grunts...

You didn't know what was happening until now, you stopped talking to see if Sixty is really listening.

He was. "Hey...mm-. Why did you stop? C'mon, keep talking." Sixty muttered softly, his voice a little shaky. A soft "mm.." came out of him.