Un-self-consciously, he puts his arm around her shoulders, although he doesn't actually quite make contact. There's no weight, no pressure. He grins for the camera--

"--Right!" He scoops up the joint and displays it as best he can in the limited space available to them, his grin returning. He holds it-- part and pose-- until he's sure the picture's been taken, then sets it aside again.

But just for a moment. "My turn!" he says, reaching for the thing on his ear. "If you don't mind?"