Oh, shut up. Something you were okay at.

[ 'okay' isn't making her already feel a little jittery, her hands moving to rest on the bed just so it's not as noticeable that she's sort of flexing her fingers just to stop herself from grabbing for him. she can wait. ]

I can't even make a clever comment about how good you are at- I mean, just thinking about it is making me feel jelly-brained.