[He wants to tell Johnny there's nothing to be afraid of but the words don't come. He knows they're not true. He melts into Johnny's arms, wrapping his around just as tightly, just as needing.]

I am too. Not of you, but... of other stuff. Of Barry o-or that you'll get sent home or I will or you'll overdo it trying to protect someone else...

[He shifts a little, his cheek rubbing against Johnny's chest as he moves, thrilling at the closeness even as he continues, voice dropped to barely a whisper.]

But isn't it better to be as close as we can for as long as we can?

[There's plenty to be afraid of. The trick is not letting that stop them.]

There's so many things I want to do, but not if you're not there.