[He peaks up at him through lashes, the only hair on his body left. Wade squeezes the hand that he's holding, then launches himself at Nate to kiss him out of nowhere, pressing him down on the bed as he does.

When he finally pulls back, he's teary-eyed.]

I don't understand why you feel that way, but I'm grateful. I've never... I've never told you why I'm like this, have I? What... happened to me?