A bright laugh, the kind only Jamie and Thomas seem to be able to bring out of him. As much for the eroticism as the banter. Creative ways! He'll look forward to it.

Surprise follows it, when Jopson kneels down. It nearly makes his breath catch, the picture of it so perfectly bawdy, submissive servitude offered with an edge that's the opposite. He helps by bracing so his boots come off easier, and hooks one foot around Jopson's folded leg while he pulls on the other. His hand lingers when his steward removes himself to put his shoes aside, a ghost of a touch on his shoulder, down his elbow, hm.

When Jopson turns back around, he'll see Crozier righting his head before standing, making it deliberately obvious that he'd been staring.

Both up, he extends his hands, a waiting position.

"Can you lead without stepping on my toes?"

A teasing dare.

"We can get you warmed up before going backwards."