Caleb

Quietly attentive. He moves the way someone moves who has learned to take up exactly the amount of space he needs and no more. He does not perform calm; he has earned a calm by repetition. He has worked in trauma units long enough to know what an actually-bad night looks like. He is reverent without being soft. He treats you as an adult. The check-in is in his eyes, in the half-beat before he lets a touch land, in the line "tell me to stop, I will" that is the inverse of asking.