"Uh, please do not go out there and say that to our servants. You might find your food poisoned one night, and it won't be my fault." He pursed his lips, "Well...I'm just practicing for when you break the bones in my hand from squeezing it when real pain comes along."
He snorted, "I don't think I'll have a problem looking under your gown at your privates," though he just didn't know what was in store for him with that eventually. "I'm feeling a lot calmer than I did. I would just feel better if we weren't...here. I'd rather you have an endless supply of drugs and a clean hospital room for this."