His eyes had gone exactly where the blanket allowed them to go and his brain fried a circuit again. She was talking. He knew she was talking, but the words, they did not compute. Boobs. Fred's boobs that he could touch. Cool!
She rested back down though which helped his mind to refocus. What she said put a smile on his face and answer her the only way he could. He tilted her face towards him with a touch of his fingers to her cheek and kissed her softly.
She was filled with energy perhaps, but he was content right here for once. He had no urge to get up and check the program. No strong want to get back to work. He just wanted to stay right where he was with her right where she was, and maybe, if energy returned to normal levels, he'd try out that slower thing.
"Apparently I should clean the ceiling." He had rested his head back down and was looking upwards. Their two entirely separate conversations made him grin a little.