After placing him on the bed you sit down next to him. You brush your metallic fingers over his forehead, it makes your cold fingers feel rather warm, it is a very pleasant feeling.

You ponder over the hug, before Jake passing out it was actually very nice. You felt happy, an emotion you are, well happy, to know you have. You haven't ever been overcome with such a feeling of pleasure, you really want to do it again. Except not so hard, you learned that isn't the best thing to do, humans can't take the pressure.

You notice he is beginning to stir, he should be waking up soon.

==> Jake: Wake up