Thomas shuddered, thoughts momentarily scattered to the wind at just that light touch. Apparently, despite all his confidence, a simple touch still had the ability to leave him speechless and almost at the edge of that precipice. Maybe, one day he'd have better control. As it was, he barely yanked himself back from the edge and nodded dumbly.

"In the -- in the drawer," he said, pointing one uncoordinated hand to the nightstand at the head of the bed. "I think I put a few in there. Can you reach or do you -- should I move?"