[ Nelson blinks in both relief and surprise, his shoulders relaxing as he feels a weight -- no pun intended -- has just been lifted from them. He's been afraid until now to even voice these insecurities, because unlike the other ones he has no experience with Hooded Justice's reaction. He'd been paranoid that maybe drawing any attention to it would remind Hooded Justice there were plenty of other younger, thinner, and presumably willing men out there waiting to be discovered.

He smiles a little shyly. ]

No. No. You've really been wonderful about the whole thing. I didn't -- I don't want you feeling disappointed, convenience aside. [ Given his suppositions about Hooded Justice's history with fidelity, it means a lot to Nelson. ] It isn't as if I could do much about it, if you did. So I--

[ He leans upward slightly, kissing where he suspects Hooded Justice's chin is beneath his hood. ]

I'm happy. I'm so happy that you're here.