He chuckles lightly at that little "hello," his bare back rumbling beneath Arthur's touch. He has no problem with those wandering fingers at all.

"I think most people aren't carrying around our levels of stress and paranoia, Arthur." Yes, he's counting himself in that too.

"But tell you what? You get in your pajamas and a robe and I'll grab the Hobbit to read. Makes sense if we are going to smoke out of a replica of Gandalf's pipe, doesn't it? You can focus on the story and that should hopefully keep any worse thoughts from creeping in. How's that sound?"