It's returned the same way: careful, testing, no tongue. But it does get returned.

When it breaks, Ford takes a moment to take stock of everything. Take a breath. There, that wasn't the end of the world. That's not due for another few weeks.

Okay.

Ford leans in for the second one. It's a touch bolder, now that the first one has him centered, reassured that nothing's breaking because of it. Still slow, but pushing just a little more, moving a little smoother, a little looser.