He would have accepted the help straight away. Getting rid of an armor is hard work, besides, he gave him an opportunity to stare at the halflings breasts without her noticing. Not that he needed a reason or cared if she noticed, but hey, at least it helped with the conscience; or so he kept telling himself as he continued to ogle at the heaving chest of the smaller woman, picturing himself with those soft handfuls in his hands. Sure, she didn't have the curves that could rival normal humans, but what she did have had caught both his attention and interest. Jack had also noticed how she kept close to him, even before this room, and have noticed how she always glanced his way when he wasn't looking. And he returned the glances when he could, not that he didn't look at the other women too, saying he hadn't would be a blatant lie.<i>"You have beautiful breasts, Lea."</i>he whispered just before she had helped him rid the armor.<br/><br/>Taking her up on the offer, Jack moved to the pillow Lea had picked out and more than willingly moved to sit in it; it just looked to comfortable and inviting. A comfort that was made even better when the small woman moved to sit in his lap. Jack would welcome it as he wrapped an arm around the halflings waist and held her close, it was mostly out of habit though and a semi-subconscious action made. Though as she sat there, she'd feel something underneath her, something thick and hard shift about ever so slightly. A reaction to both seeing the young Cleric rid herself of her armor, revealing her curves and the proximity as well as the touch of Lea against him. It was a reaction he simply could not control, given the circumstance. It was actually really unfair, bordering on rape! Not that he minded one bit, judging from the smirk on his lips and the bliss filled gaze that moved about the room as he held the halfling close.<br/><br/>Listening to Lea's tale of grand heroics turned sour, he found that he had begun to gently caress her lower stomach with his thumb, idly moving it back and forth against the exposed skin. She had a flair for telling a story, he could tell. Though truth be told, he was far more entranced by her than he was her story.<b>"What a ballsy move, Lea. I approve"</b>he said smirking from ear to ear when she was done telling him of how she had gotten into such an exposed and unsafe situation that she had.<br/><br/>Looking from Lea in his lap to Curiosity, he smiled when the halfling suggested that the tiefling read the group a story. He was; and always would be, a sucker for a good story.