Like I don't know. Like 'Go away' or like 'Don't leave me' or like 'Hey, let's do something' or anything. Silence again, the silence of gritted teeth. Alex shakes his head, then approaches, too close, and tousles his hair. Grant suffers this with a scowl.
Grant leans back with a small sigh.
Alex kisses his forehead. Night-night, sleep tight. Alex kisses his cheek, then smiles at him. Alex takes a step back and offers him a hand. Grant stares at the floor for a minute, then climbs awkwardly to his feet.