[Her eyes not being on him gives him the perfect opportunity to slip off his shirt and place it in his bag momentarily. What he does next, he's not even sure if it's a smart idea, but he slides up against her and sits down, leaning on her decaying body. He does his best to be gentle and pick the spot with the least open wounds, and this is honestly one of the worst smells he's ever had to deal with, but he wants to be there for her. You don't just tell someone how you feel about them and then go "Yeah, I'm not about to touch you."
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In fact, he doesn't really say anything.]