Sam presses a little more firmly, working the muscles until she feels them start to relax under her hands. "It could be a regular thing," she says. "When you're tired or... whatever." It isn't meant to be sultry, but she's talking quietly (both because the kids are asleep and the walls are thin, but also because this is supposed to be relaxing) but it sort of comes out sounding like she made a half-assed attempt to be seductive and she's caught between embarrassment and trying not to laugh at herself.