[ Hellboy ducks his head a little to encourage the gentle touch to the back of his neck, making a soft thoughtful noise of pleasure, his left hand drifting to Jacob's side, rubbing gently up and down before settling on his hip. ]

Mm. I dunno. I wasn't.. in a good place before I came here. Washed up after a weird time. Sleeping on couches and trying to crawl down into every bottle I saw. [ He lifts his chin to look up at the younger man. ] No heroics here.