Chris shoots an amused smile up at him as he shifts back to give Hawke room to sit up. "You're the closest friend I've ever had here, you are my territory, but I'm just selfish enough to like to leave some sign of handiwork behind." So...personal, but not that personal? Maybe. Hawke was his best friend, but that was about all the claim Chris would place on the man.

"You're more'n welcome to leave plenty next time and I'll wear them just as proudly." He holds a hand out to help Hawke stand and ensure he had his balance when he takes to his feet again.