He blinked a couple of times at her request, taking a moment to process it. He'd been caught quite off-guard, and her request looked to have thrown him for quite a loop. Finally, though, the connection clicked, and he grinned.<br/><br/>"Yes! To bed, right away," he said, wrapping his arms around her, as he struggled to stand, while carrying her, as well. He *likely* wouldn't succeed, even with her help, but he'd eventually get them out of the study, hurrying in an almost eager, childlike manner, towards the upper floor, where his bedroom awaited.<br/><br/>The bedroom was richly appointed, with fine, plush carpeting, rich, mahogany furniture, and a silk-sheet covered, four-poster bed. He'd even start striping his own clothes off, if he could manage it, while they were working their way up, stripping as quickly as he could, once they were inside, his bodyguard taking up a post at the door.