"Good to hear." Taylor huffs a soft laugh, well pleased. Knowing that he didn't push too hard, that he didn't fuck up in the heat of the moment? Settles him. Not that he thinks Sam world let him without using his word, but- fears tend to be irrational.

He as to drop down with a wince to work on Sam's legs, frowning a little. "How are your thighs? Any cramps?"