Re: In-person: Cris/Sam
[She can tell he's gonna disagree, yeah? She knows that shrug, the one that says he isn't gonna argue, but that he's still gonna say what he thinks. She kinda loves that about him, yeah? That he doesn't back down from her like Iris and Lou do, and even Neil and Russ backed down from her when she got going, yeah? But he still says what he thinks, and she loves that. And she knows he isn't wrong with his raised hands, huh? But she still tips her chin stubborn.] I'm FINE. I can handle it. [Tho she totes can't fucking handle it, and they both know it. But he says she's good with the baby, that he's been watching, and she blushes.] Yeah? You watch? [She's not so observant, yeah? And she'd thought she was gonna suck bad with the baby, so she's a little pleased with herself, and it shows.
When he laughs about her going to jail, she shoves at his shoulder.] You can't have bad arrests, or you couldn't be a cop. [She says that knowing, like it's something obvious, yeah?
But then she's getting the baby settled, and she blushes hard about the force she used to tell him he couldn't put on the shirt. But, ok, he looks GOOD sweaty and in that camiseta, and she's still blushing as she lifts the baby and uses his shirt for more padding in her little drawer bed.
She tightens the gloves when he says, and they're still a little loose pulled all the way. But she taps them together, grinning like she's a boxer or something, and then she steps away a little, putting space between herself and the bag, yeah? Like he says. She rotates her hips like he tells her, and it's more like dancing than fighting, but she can hit the bag good with the distance, yeah? She looked over her shoulder at him then, swiveling her hips once for good measure, and that ridiculous skirt fanning out around her hips.] Ok. What next? [She maybe stares at his mouth a little as he sucks on his lip, and she's easy to distract, yeah?]