One think that will become instantly apparent, as the contact becomes closer, is that Jack is so much thinner than Ziggy, emaciated like someone starved for a long time. Jack leans in farther, sort of reluctant to let go.

"I'd prefer food to drink. I've got plenty of booze at home." Jack comments as he rests his head on Hiroki's shoulder. He can imagine why this other person likes him so much. He feels good to be next to.