That little sound of exasperation earns a big grin from her, accompanied by an adoring laugh. "Yes, of course you are," she guarantees, because while she might be smiling and laughing, the intent in her eye is a hungry one, eager to get back to their temporary home so she can start in on the first thing she intends to do.

"Only a little though," she hums and pats his thigh before removing her hand. "I'm slipping."