"Yeah," Sal says wryly. "I sure fuckin' am." So they're safe, which means he can't wuss out about this anymore. He's not the kind of guy who feels fear. Although, this person doesn't know who he is and can't have those expectations of him, so he doesn't have to be all bold and brave about this, which... is kind of a mindfuck, actually?

He moves closer, putting his gloved hand on their shoulder. They feel tall. A man, probably. "I'm kinda nervous, actually. Not 'cause of you. You seem... nice. I just don't do this a lot."