He comes to stand next to Chuck so he can see the tree, his shoulder barely touching against Chuck's. The tree isn't lit yet, but they're starting to talk on stage about traditions and this, that and the other.

It's only through sheer force of will that he doesn't sling an arm around Chuck's shoulders and draw him in like he used to do. Even so, his gloved hand brushes against Chuck's bare one and he looks down, brow furrowing.

"Forgot gloves?"