Oh, if that crack doesn't hit like one more punch to the stomach. Yelena pushes herself closer on the pineapple - for fuck's sake, she had almost forgotten how ridiculous the circumstances they're in really are - but holds back the rest of the reaction she wants to do, clearly at a pause rather than a stop. "How are you feeling about being touched, right now? Too much or possibly comforting?"

She'll come back to where the line is, in a few minutes.