Remington didn't think Sam was one for aesthetics or cleanliness, "You scared of getting dirty? That's a first."
His slack-jawed expression probably looked hilarious, "But you told me to! Like it was life or death!" The feel of her fingers tickled a little, and he smirked with satisfaction when they couldn't quite close around his thick wrists. He took pride in his build, and his fitness.
"Sam, you wouldn't be able to keep up with me even if I was sick," Remington challenged, wagging his finger at her, "I'd run circles around you."