Perhaps... Though, I'm sure that going several years without anyone to talk to about what's on his mind when it comes to his personal life has... Stunted him, so to speak.

[shifting around slightly, Melqal rests the side of his head on Morax's shoulder, his arms sliding around his waist. Not without his own anxieties, but facing the brunt of what is clearly plaguing Dohalim, it does make him cling to his lover a little more. So much has happened, and it's only been several hours... No doubt that, among other things, this must be a confusing time for his other self. For that anxiety to bleed through, even to him...]

Would you stay here with me for a while? I... Am not sure I would like to be alone, right now.

[there's a weariness in his voice, indicative of what both Melqal and Dohalim must be feeling at the same time]