"You got a whole lifetime affectin' what you do," he mumbled, leaning in a little to tentatively rest his cheek against hers. If she could kiss his cheek, then he could nuzzle, damn it. "I don't think you're bein' weird. I think somethin' rubbed you wrong, and you lost it, and you got it out of your system, and maybe you're good now. You did somethin'. You felt it."