He just laughed, letting himself be tumbled, not quite boneless, but close enough, relaxed and at ease. He folded one hand behind his head, propping himself up at just enough of an angle so that he could actually focus on her face even as his other hand swept through her hair, sweeping it all together, "Not the only reason I wouldn't have objected, but pretty close to the top, sure."

His brows both arched, "Comfortable?" He didn't figure he was the best pillow, but she'd never really complained before except for once, but that had been forced close quarters and his elbow had been pinned between them, uncomfortable for both of them.