"Thanks, yeah. Jocks are stupid," he rolled his eyes a little but he didn't actually sound insulted so it didn't matter. Last time... Well, last time really had been the start of a lot of things. Like Jamie's dislike of sleeping in leather. Or really leather in general as clothing.
He stepped in after Brodie and closed the door... But he was right in front of Brodie, keeping in close to the wall with a Cheshire cat grin. "Bad place to stand," he noted, bracing a hand on the wall at either of Brodie's sides, arching an eyebrow. Ignoring the pain. Ignore it.