You know something funny? I think I did, too. I'd forgotten what it felt like.

[It genuinely had been that long since he'd had just a hug. Just a plain old-fashioned hug.]

[He takes the crutch, and with another wobble rights himself.] Next time I drink, I'll do it when I'm less depressed. [He promises that, but he isn't promising he won't drink, either. He misses the days when doing it socially felt good. He's pretty sure he's not outgrown that.]