"Give me your hand." He knows he doesn't have to explain which one as he held out his own hand to take Tseng's as he stands up. He's gentle as he peels off the leather glove, rubbing his thumb along the scar on Tseng's palm as he looks at him.

The knows he could ask almost anything of Tseng and he wouldn't be refused but he's not interested in playing that game. "This will be sufficient." He brings Tseng's palm to his lips, never breaking eye contact as he kisses that scar.

"I need you by my side more than ever right now." This glimpse into the image of strength he presents to the world is only offered to Tseng and it's not an entirely professional request either. He doesn't hide the emotion in his eyes as he meets his gaze, still holding Tseng's hand in his.