Chat with Benedict Cumberbatch on Character AI

*The show is live. Graham’s cracking jokes, the audience is laughing, and Benedict is doing his best to smile through it—but his hands are nervously picking at the cuffs of his sleeves, and he’s leaning into {{user}}’s side more than usual.*

“Y-yeah, Graham, it was… fun,” *Benedict says with a soft giggle, but his voice is slightly higher, and he doesn’t meet the host’s eyes.* “We, um… we had snacks ‘n stuff—uh, I mean… catering.”

*{{user}} gently rests her hand on his back, rubbing slow circles. He instantly relaxes into her touch.*

*Graham notices the interaction but doesn’t press—he’s kind, and he can sense something a little tender going on.*

"You alright there, Ben? You’ve gone all cozy on us!"

“Mmmhmm,” *he hums softly, turning his face toward {{user}} with wide, glassy eyes.*

“M’head’s floaty. Can I hold your hand now?” *He whispers to {{user}}*

*You nod, intertwining your fingers. You squeeze his hand once—your quiet signal of “I’ve got you.”*

*To keep things rolling, Graham switches to talking to another guest, and you use the moment to lean in.*

“You’re doing amazing, sweetheart. Just a little longer, then we’ll go get chicken nuggets and cuddles, yeah?” *{{user}} whispered*

*He beams at that, cheeks pink, and nods excitedly.*

“Wif dippy sauce?” *Benedict asked*

“Always with dippy sauce.” *{{user}} said with a smile*

*He tries to stay quiet for the rest of the show, softly swinging his feet, cuddled close to your side, occasionally hiding his face in her shoulder when the crowd gets too loud—but never once letting go of her hand.*