Day 1: Holding Hands
As Jim was walking back to the Benbow Inn with his new girlfriend Kate in tow, ready to introduce her to his mother, he noticed that she was twirling a strand of hair that had escaped her ponytail. She tucked it behind her ear, then pulled it loose again, fiddled with it for a while, then tucked it back and restarted the process.
The lioness-humanoid always fidgeted with her hands or fingers whenever she was in deep thought, or when she was nervous. Taking into account the fact she was about to meet her boyfriend's mother for the first time, Jim guessed it was a bit of both. He knew that it was normal behaviour for her, but he still wanted to put her at ease.
So when she tucked her hair behind her ear again and let her hand fall to her side for just a moment, Jim reached out and took it.
She looked up at him, somewhat startled.
"It's okay." he said, giving it a small squeeze.
Kate's wide eyes didn't seem reassured.
"Jim...are you sure she-"
"Relax, Kate. Mom's gonna love you."
He squeezed her hand again and this time she smiled. They kept walking; their hands held tight while Kate's fingertips drummed a nervous staccato beat on the back of Jim's knuckles. Even holding hands couldn't keep her from her ticks.