Magnus falls easily into Galahad's grip, shaking against him as Galahad strokes his back. That's another thing, too: he's told Galahad about how he used to be Personal Space Guy, but it's feeling easier and easier to let himself be held here in the Mansion, and let it be soothing instead of something he has to escape from or leverage to try and kill someone or something. Galahad in particular, with his quiet intensity and careful reserve juxtaposed against his seemingly-effortless and frequent handholding has been doing so much for making Magnus feel like he can be someone who touches other people without any intent but the joy of closeness.

"Really?" he asks, voice tiny.