[Dino lets slip a little content noise, a low, thoughtful hum, and just sinks his fingers right into that perfect hair. He's careful to just touch, not muss.]

I'm okay with that, too. You made me feel better, and you let me make your leg fall asleep, so I'm ready and willing and able to pay it back. Sound good?

[Is he petting him? Might be.]

Just relax.