[He would, honestly, be as grateful simply to share a space with someone warm and solid and real. But Prior is a physical creature, seeks out touch where he can and - with some adjustment of Byerly's hold (looser, a little less of an embrace) - he's comfortable here.]

Fair enough. When you show me the prescription for a healthy dose of paranoia, I'll stop missing New York traffic. It's like this city's got no blood in its veins.