[Okay, he didn't mean 'cuddles' in exactly the Roxy sense of it, but he really should have predicted that an invitation for Comforting Physical Proximity would have turned into this. He stiffens up for a second (he does still have some trouble with this stuff) but then he returns the gesture with an arm around her shoulders.]

What can I say? When it comes to flat warmth-keeping woven squares, I'm the wettest there is.

I wasn't the help I should've been in the Medium, but that isn't playing here. This time, I'm going to be there to pick you back up every time.

[He wants to give her a kiss on the head, but he's still worried about what is between them. He knows you can't just throw your feelings away. Desire doesn't disappear overnight. You don't get a choice in any of it. Dirk loves Roxy with all his heart, but not the way she wanted him to, and now that they're in person, it's so much harder to know how to draw lines.

In the end, he settles with giving her a little squeeze.]

Sorry, Roxy. You're stuck with this. I'm really proud of you, and there is no way out of that.