Cal leans into the touch a little and gives her a smile.

He's not sure what to say back, aside from the obvious. He's not really good at this stuff. He'll sit inside a circle of dust with a frightened woman, or buy chocolate chip pancakes for a girl who's never tried them before, or try his best to explain religion to a boy who has just been introduced to the concept of holy wars, but ask him what friendship entails or to try to express it and he'll come up empty-handed.

"Any time."