He winces all the same, even though the pressure's not nearly as bad as she could potentially make it. 'Little things like that -- that harken back to the early days of their partnership -- make him grateful for what they've seen together and, more importantly, that they've come through it together. He fishes his hand at his ear, bumping the shell of her palm with his knuckles. He turns her fingers over in his, squeezing her palm. A grin.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."