He chuckled warmly once she was resting her head on him. He slowly put his hand on her shoulder and played his fingers lightly through the ends of her hair. "Yeah," he started to protest, "but getting too comfortable might get me in trouble. Or at least provoke someone into giving me hell for it." He paused momentarily before he simply decided 'what the hell,' and leaned down to kiss her at the corner of her lips. "But I mean it," he whispered, "thank you, Mary."