Raleigh pulls in a breath, leans into the hand on his shoulders, though he's careful to keep the sore one out of reach.

"Well--"

He swallows, then carefully starts talking about what he's been doing, what he's been up to, how he's gone to school and gotten degrees of his own, set up shop, tried to make a living. He just -- has sort of been throwing himself into things and trying not to think about Chuck (though that isn't something he's voice, though really -- judging by what he's saying it's kind of obvious that's what he was doing).

He talks for a while, as long as Chuck will let him.