Re: In-person: Cris/Sam
[Shit's not different. He don't think so anyway. And that's parta the reason he don't like talking 'bout it, huh? People thinking they gotta step careful now, like he ain't just like he was before.—But, he kisses Sam, one hand under her chin in a weird sorta hold—palm to her throat, fingers forked, knuckles under jawbone and his other hand slipping from her hip to her lower back, and he kisses her lingering. He only pulls away, brief, to walk a couple steps behind Sam and close the door. Then he looks back at her with a smile, and if she lets him, he gets behind her, fingers pinching her shoulders in a distracted approximationa massage.] You feel weird now, huh?