Not very comforting

We didn't pay extra to choose our seats in advance, so we ended up flying rows and rows apart.  Not a big deal, but...

Big Frog: I like flying next to you.  You hold my hand when there's turbulence.
Middle Frog: Oh.  There was turbulence?  I was sleeping. 
...Who (ostensibly a complete stranger) was next to you?  Whose hand did you hold?
Big Frog: My own!  And when a guy who's freaking out holds the hand of a guy who's freaking out, it's not very comforting!