"Mm, yessir," he murmured softly, smiling sleepily even as he slid his arm more firmly over his lap, snuggling in against his hip. "Right here then. Mmm, I can do that," he said, letting himself try and relax and not think about who could walk in... or was watching.

"You sure you're okay me laying here? I can sleep in the chair," he offered, trying at least to be the Kingsman he was and not the smitten boy he could be.