He nods his head, eyes on hers. He notices them go blank for a few seconds, clearly with her lost in thought, but she soon returns to the land of the living and he smiles at her as she sits close to him. He agreed with her statement about pain and pleasure - it was the feeling he had had when Thorn had racked her nails across his arm. That borderline feeling. Her touch on him was like fire coursing through his body, and her hidden words - the ones that went unspoken - were loud enough for him. And he was more then willing to comply. He sets his glass of wine down, resting a hand on the naked skin of her leg, gently rubbing there. "Yes...perhaps you can show me to a...bedroom?" He suggests, unless she wanted to remain where they were. He was fine with that - the risk of Thorn coming back up and catching them in action had its own appeal to it too.