«It should be the other way around!» May had said, making Chris feel guilty for something he wasn't sure of.
What was wrong?
«What do you mean?» he inquired, confused.
«I should be jumping on you, and not the contrary,» May explained. Her grandfather had ordered her to, after all.
«Oh, I won't complain,» he chuckled.
«No, no... I'm serious. What are you doing?»
He let go of her arm but still held her hand. He couldn't bear the thought of splitting from her completely. That only contact was enough to settle his worries, but he knew May would break it at some point. Later would have been better than sooner.
«Why are you touching me like this?» she asked. «Even before, you... Ehm... Why?»
«Is it a bother?» he asked, avoiding answering her question. He had enough experience to know when to use such a trick.
However, May wasn't a politician. She wasn't trying to win a debate or look smart. She just wanted to understand what was happening to her.
«Answer my question!» she said.
