His eyebrows rose - not with surprise, but with brief, casual interest. He hadn't expected her to bite back. It didn't put him off his footing, but if it had it wouldn't be due to frustration - he much preferred her this way. Questioning, verging on unpredictable. "Still in bed at this hour?" He tsked as he looked her over, but his own mouth quirked for a moment into an almost smile. "Perhaps we are both feeling childish this morning."
He tipped his head to her and withdrew - ostensibly so she could get dressed. He called behind him as he left, and if he wasn't Linden Cress he might've chuckled. "Tea, Viola. This afternoon."