She adjusted her own positioning so she could lean against him, resting her head on his shoulder and looping an arm through his, holding onto his wrist as her free hand traced lazy designs along that arm she held. Her fingertips danced across his skin with no clear pattern - she just wanted to continue enjoying touching him.

Laughing quietly, she smiled and pressed a kiss to his shoulder before settling in again. "I think that's a fantastic idea," she told him, closing her eyes and rubbing her cheek against him, like a cat scenting its person.