Smiling slightly, as her lips brushed his knuckles, he moved to slide the pad of his thumb against the red skin. Moving away his hand then moved to bury gently in the back of her hair. "I'm learning from the best." Montague teased her, pulling her a little closer in his lap.
They sat quietly for a moment, his hand on her back was still trailing slowly, fingertips barely aware of the smooth material of her robes as he teased it, his eyes unfocused and thinking. After the moment, he turned his attention back to her, however, remembering she'd come in to see him, looking as if she'd also been in deep thought. "So, what were you thinking about earlier Ver?" He asked almost softly, hand movement not changing.