I don't want to wait here forever for that barrier to break, especially if it means getting all crowded up to you. [Clearly that would be terrible.
Also, he has a feeling if he puts his hands on you he better make it worth it.
Snagging that rosary up in his left hand, he winds it around his knuckles and gives it a firm jerk. Who would've figured he'd ever choose to kiss you, Cross. Don't worry, there are ulterior motives.]