[ Well, he wasn't quite aiming to surprise her like that, but he seems amused by her reaction nonetheless. He steps closer, leaning over the back of the couch, reaching closer with his hand to... boop Pomelia's nose. ]

What, fell into the drain?

[ He actually laughs at that. ] Now, that would be a feat. Come on, let's make dinner. Or shall I cook while your Majesty sits here waiting on her cushioned throne?