He laughs, barely a sound, and answers by reaching for the elastic at her waist. As though he could deny her anything, let alone more of this. Little as he wants to pull away from her, he brings his knee back down so he can help her get out of her satin pyjamas.

He's less concerned with getting his clothes off - that, he'll leave to her, after he's swept his hand up her bare thigh and over her hip. However gaunt she is, however self-conscious she might be about it, touching her has never lost its magic.