Jason's...honestly not sure if anyone's ever kissed him there before. Most of his relationships had been short and quick, to the point and never involving much romance so this -- this is something a little new.

A red flush tries to darken enough that it shows up despite his skin tone and he ducks his head, breathing in, breathing out.

"Those aren't my hands," he murmurs, slanting a glance at her. "They need help too?"