Not trying to nitpick, because I've found this story achingly beautiful, and I have been hooked since the original request fill. But. Please help me understand how the Sniper who's been so guarded with his vagina (and its maintenance) to the point of joking that he'd have to be missing both hands to have Spy attend to it has suddenly lost the use of one hand and immediately goes "Welp, reckon you'll have to get this for me." I can see the importance of this step to the relationship and the trust it implies, but it strikes me as an odd discrepancy. Having stepped back off my soapbox, I eagerly await the next chapter!