When she shakes her head, he expects her to follow up on that, and he can't help feeling that she's saving up for it. He shifts his body a little with some unease but masks it by tightening his arms around her and lacing his fingers at her shoulder.


"Well, yeah, obviously," he murmurs, glancing down to her mouth, then sighing and settling his head back into the pillow and closing his eyes as if wanting to go to sleep.

After a moment or two, he adds, his eyes still closed: "More to it than that, though."