The wince wasn't missed but it was misinterpreted, making Judas frown. "I don't know," he said honestly. In the end, he was human with all of their mistakes and foils and issues and pride and insecurity and while he believed JC wasn't above him like the others might, he definitely knew he was pretty low on the scale of humanity thanks to his past. He tried to make up for it though. "It's not just about feeling-"

Fuck. It felt like having the sex talk with a kid or something. "I miss the physical, too. And just... going and smoking a joint or getting wasted or going out to a club and losing myself for a few hours." Something he rarely did, given it was a waste of money, but the others could talk him into it. All stuff he'd never seen JC do. "I like the man you are, and I don't want to see that fucked up because of me, either. Doesn't mean I'm going anywhere, though. Unless you tell me to fuck off forever, I'm still yours."