"That sucks," Scotty grunted. The marks on Ivy and Chase seemed almost like a blessing when considering what had happened, but it was still pretty weird when they didn't know what the hell they meant. Hopefully, they didn't mean anything.
He had no problem with her changing the subject, especially when she clearly knew which places to put pressure on, and how to do it the right way. Even with her asking where to focus, he wasn't too concerned about her messing this up in any way. "Just... the whole... fucking spine," he said, chuckling. "No, shit, I don't know. You could probably just fucking punch me square in the back and I'd be fucking cool with it right now. So how long you gotta study to do this? You know all the muscles names and shit?"