[ Percy doesn't quite duck his head or anything, but he looks briefly bashful, smiling too.

This is nuts. Right? This feeling.

He can't help wanting to take Charlie's hand, finding his fingers and winding them with his own. Just - briefly. Just for like, a second, just to see what it might be like to hold his hand. ]

Well - [ Percy begins, distractedly. ] - hopefully that's the last time I ever have to do it. I mean, it was fun but I'm pretty sure Linda was giving me the death-stare for most of the afternoon.