[His grip isn't tight, if Nick were to fall, he trusts his own speed enough to be able to grab him again, but he still keeps his hands at Nick's sides. When he pulls himself up, Chris meets him a bit, eyes half closing, but settling their gaze on Nick's cheek and lashes.]

You're welcome. Truly. I know you feel alone and tired, Nicky, but I'm here for you. [Chris is absolutely positive he isn't the only one, even of the ones angry with Nick, but Nick might not believe it and that was what mattered more right now.] If you need me to put your head back on, tell you you're being silly, kiss you, or fly you to a cliff-face: I'll do it.