[He frowns, but really, McGee, he doesn't quite understand why you're so upset. He's undead and it's fine. He leans in, wipes away some of the tears and licks the one in motion in intentional derpery, then pulls her into his space, wrapping his arms around her to keep her there.]
Good. 'Cause when you weren't? It pretty much fucking sucked.
action;
Good. 'Cause when you weren't? It pretty much fucking sucked.
[Exhibit A: still bloody shirt.]
Dead's not so bad. Really.