Honestly, this is far from Janet's usual pace, either, but there's something to the novelty of it. She curls in closer in answer to Susan's hand and the scrape of that single callus on her back, nudging her knee between Susan's legs. Her hand is still around the back of Susan's neck, and she strokes the tendons there with the pad of her thumb, then draws her fingers through Susan's hair, loose as it is for once.