[He scrunches his neck and shoulder a little in preparation for what he thinks is going to be a very cold hand, and then when it isn't, relaxes back to the way he was.] Well I think I can take that. [He uses the hand he's not propped up on to reach up and hold her wrist where it is. A moment later he gets a look and moves her arm to kiss the underside of her wrist, then puts it back and lets go.] Can you?
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