"No, you don't understand." He takes hold of Neil's wrist, then because it's not enough, he slides his hand up and cups Neil's face, and for just a moment he thinks he doesn't need a hand on his soul; everything in there will simply burst out through his skin. "It was amazing. You don't..." He tilts his head back to the sky for a few seconds, swallowing. "You don't know what I'd give to feel pain like that again."

He starts to push himself up, then the world turns a bit sideways and he subsides, one hand on his head. "Uh. Maybe you better."