[Long description: The R.A. rests a chummy arm on the Chief’s shoulder. “Even in the middle of—”
She cuts herself off. Instead of saying the word, she just coughs loudly. Her face is red.
The R.A. sobers. She looks up at the Chief, equal parts cautious and hopeful. “I don’t mind. Honest.”
The Chief looks back down at her, and her sheer size seems to finally register for the R.A.. The Chief looms over her.
The R.A. waves her hands diplomatically. “I-It’s okay if you wanna stop, though! I understand!”
She balls her fists up, and practically yells “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to!!”]