[ She leans to kisses softly the back of his hand where it settles on her shoulder. ] Better. [ Murmurs it softly with laughter to his skin, softly parted lips left there as she speaks, her head turning after a moment, laying her cheek against it. ]

You'll have to remind me, from time to time, how this is supposed to work. I've ah, fell somewhat out of practice. War does not leave much room for anything but the most direct affection.