"It just kind of sucks when I bend over," Annie assured him, but that was also fair enough that she wasn't going to argue. She knew how much she'd worry about him if their positions were reversed, and she had promised an abundance of caution now that they were out of the woods as far as, you know, potential world-endiness. "But I'll let you rub it later if it'll make you feel better."

Twist her arm more, et cetera.