There isn't much that could make Meredith move right now, but that's reason enough. She rolls toward him, leaning into the kiss, an arm draped over him again. "Hi," she says against his mouth, starting to smile as she presses closer, still craving the feel of him against her. How he can make her feel so awful and so good in such quick succession, she doesn't know, but she doesn't need to as long as the second half stays true.