His hands play lightly in Ren's hair, and against his back. "I can lie down, if you want. I'm not very good at all this, but I could try."

He still hasn't forgotten Ren flinching from him in the kitchen. From his wrongness. He thinks he'd do anything if it could help. "Come to that, we should probably get you home. You need food. Medicine. Sleep, I'm sure."