[ Molly laughs at that, and then gives Fjord a once-over before he escapes a bit of his blanket cocoon to get uncomfortably close. Because he's a dick. ]

Oh yeah. All the time. I subconsciously think it's Yasha and I just have to spoon with her. We shared a vardo so it just happens, you know? You get used to snuggling with people in the circus. For comfort, for warmth, for support.

[ Probably why he's such an overly tactile person. It's hard to not be when everyone around you have nonexistent personal bubbles and all affection is shown with touch. ]

I'm guessing you're not a snuggler?