There's a guilty pleasure at her combing his hair. There's lots of complicated baggage that the tingling of his scalp evokes, but it also has a clear physiological effect on him. Goosebumps spread at random intervals, and his breath catches on more than one occasion. Mostly, he just enjoys it with heavy lids.

"Hmm?" Sweeney plucks back to the present when she makes her inquiry. "Not that I'm aware of. Though..." His brow furrows briefly. "Now that ya mention it, that fish stew was a bit off. I just f'gured it'd sat out too long."