"I'm coming, Josie, keep your panties on," Sam grumbled playfully, mostly to himself, but hey - his gait was on the slow side thanks to the ever-present rib cracking. The burn was still going strong, but he had been following doctors orders and taking care of it like he should. He just wanted it to go away.
He finally shuffled to the door and opened it, surveying her carefully, checking to see if any new bruises had appeared....
...then he grabbed her (gently!) and kissed her firmly, in the doorway. "You selling Girl Scout cookies?"