Floyd's always been ticklish in certain places, but with Jade pressed close like this, every last inch of him feels so sensitive, like it might burst or burn with the slightest touch. But he doesn't shrink away or even tell his brother to stop. After all, it's just like Jade said. There's really no one else he'd trust more to lay a finger on him, let alone be near him.

So even when it escalates and he feels that familiar touch against the shell of his ear, the most Floyd does is tense up his shoulders. It's not out of the ordinary... sort of.

He tugs at his twin's jacket. "Yeah?"