At the front door, Jack raised her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles.

He lifted it and kissed its knuckles, one by one.

He raised her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles.

She lifted one of her brother's thick-fingered hands and kissed his knuckles.

She raised it to her mouth, kissed his knuckles.

Brought them up to his mouth and kissed her knuckles.

She flapped a hand at him, laughing, and he took it, kissing her knuckles.

He took her hand and brought it up to his lips, kissing her knuckles.

He turned his head and kissed her knuckles, blood notwithstanding.

She smiled, and didn't object when he kissed her knuckles.