Fives arches into the touch like a cat, easy and supple and warm, then settles back against Jedao with a soft, slow exhale. "Just... remember that it goes both ways, Jed'ika. That I love you, and... and I want you to feel happy and safe, too," he murmurs, rocking their foreheads gently together. "That I want you to... to have the things you need. And want." And he wishes he could figure out how to give him this one thing.