Those little touches are things that Essek craves because he came from a world where it had not really been acceptable. The Dynasty had never been perfect by any stretch and children raised by the Den, as was the case with himself and Verin whom he loved dearly. He would confide in Caleb these things, perhaps even tonight if Caleb would let him.

"Well, I do have a preferred mode of trancing..." which as Caleb had seen some of Aeor as well as within the Blooming Grove had been a criss-cross applesauce type deal, where his body lightly hummed. He considered Caleb and allowed his fingers to massage at the scalp, treating Caleb like a beloved cat with the way his fingers lightly danced.

"I can trance in a horizontal position too so we can in essence 'sleep' together as such-- as long as you do not mind the humming."

The humming was the part that could not be stopped, it came with the package.