Chris, despite having been stabbed only a few hours ago, losing his big brother and being transported to some weird reality, laughed. From his point of view, the leap from touch the book to handjob was completely ridiculous. Hysterical. And he needed a laugh.

"No." Chris shook his head, still laughing to himself. "The book protects itself. It's apparently my not so subtle way of trying to figure out if you were a threat. So. Are you?"