It took him a moment, and when he did grasp it he almost smiled at just how dense he was being. Lacing his fingers through hers, he turned back to look at her, leaning down to kiss her on the lips. It wasn't a particularly chaste kiss, either; it lingered a little, his teeth nipping at her lower lip, before he straightened up.

"You'll have to pardon me," he said, rather dryly. "Shows of good husbandry are new to me."