The hand against his cheek has Sam blinking, more so the mention of a 'priest'. Clearly that must be something else in Kirk's world considering here they were always women and Kirk was certainly not a woman. He's just about to give the other man an amused shove at his pestering, though his hand doesn't get much farther than touching his forearm when he feels Kirk lean in.

He certainly catches onto that suggestion, his eyes widening a bit more and feeling his face heat up even more. The breath on his ear certainly has a shiver running down his spine. "How do you plan on 'helping'?" He... has some idea on what Kirk is suggesting, but just to be clear.