Mm... what a shame, then, working so hard to make sure it's soft to the touch.
At least I have you to appreciate it, I suppose.

[... If Evangeline thought he had a healthy idea of boundaries, she's free to dump those thoughts now.
Because, yeah, he doesn't quite understand why you'd need to be friends for something like that.

Likewise, does not occur to him at all that the way he laces his fingers with hers, essentially straddling her lap at this point, isn't exactly something "just friends" do.
Despite the fact that in his mind, she is exactly that.]