He tossed back his head and laughed. "Hawkins would wet himself, repeatedly, at the very idea. Probably volunteer to be my Healer as well, ruddy perv."
Zach dipped at the knees and wrapped his arms around her, lifting her until they were at eye level. "There's only one condition to this." He paused long enough to watch the thoughts move over her face, then continued. "You get to explain it to Cymbelline."