[She doesn’t notice his hands until they’ve left. At his comment Aubrey manages an exhaled wheeze that kind of resembles a laugh. Which, surprise surprise, also hurts… good thing she doesn’t do that often.]

Genius. [There’s more of a sentence, before that, but it’s marginally safer to cut to the chase. Easier, really. She makes a nod at his hands.] That. [It’s a start.]