Oh man where do I start. I just love so much about this. (Well in that horrifying way).

I love how there is actual dissonance between how he lets David treat him and how he feels about himself (I like that he's personally at peace with the arm and the scars - just sees them as part of him).

I like how he's just unable to see David's own internalized homophobia, and blames it on himself.

I love how those words keep affecting him, and the arm shaking just breaks my heart.

I love how it's mentioned in passing that Sam and Steve just love (or pretend to, doesn't matter) everything he cooks.

I love how he actually asks Sam to touch the parts of him he's been demeaned about, and Sam delivers.

All of it, just oh my heart :( I want to wrap so many blankets around him.