Down, girl. I know I've got magic fingers, but if you start humping my leg then we're gonna have a problem.

[His tone is gentler than some others would get, though, a little half-grin making it more teasing. It's a bit subtle, and maybe hard to tell when they really only got to spend that one frog-catching adventure together three years ago, but he's different these days. The smiles come easier and are less controlled.]

Anyway, not the time for an extended heartfelt reunion. It's still hellish out there and I'm supposed to be working.