Lemm seems unbothered by the touch. So they let it stay, firmly slamming their concerns about that away. They just said he's one with a clear head; if he didn't want them to be doing so, they'd be shooed off. He isn't made of glass. The Knight isn't, either, no matter how shattered they felt stumbling their way in.

Be stubborn. Hm. I can do that.

Apologies for not waiting to come in. As much as he isn't lingering on it, and as much as they did need to be knocked out of their spiral, they're still rather unhappy they startled him out of bed.