He's content to stand and lean for, well. Ever? Ever. Or till something else needs to happen- he is after all a simple Taylor with simple needs, one of those being physical contact. Having it filled so often has him pretty well floating- energized and upbeat and sleeping well when he crashes. It's a nice upswing.

How long that'll last- well.

Who knows.

"You've got that look." He peers up at Sam, brows lifted. "The 'I am realizing a thing and think I might need to be concerned but don't know if I SHOULD be concerned, Taylor's an adult, maybe he knows' Look. What's up?"