When they jolted Lobco pulled her hands away slightly and watched their reaction. At the bow, she understood their message and smiled in relief, giving them a quick kiss. Good to know that hadn't been a pained reaction.

She began with their left arm, massaging it as best as could, and letting her thumb roll over each of those sensitive joints. When she reached their hand she couldn't help but thread her fingers through theirs, lifting it and placing it in the palm of her other hand.

There were no palm lines to trace but she still enjoyed outlining their hand and the smoothness of their shell. To be able to touch them like this filled her with a confused mix of giddiness, contentment and nervousness. When done with that hand, she moved around them to their right arm and repeated the process. When she finished with their right hand instead of placing it back down she held onto it for a moment, holding it against her cheek.