"I'm flattered to be doing such a good job you haven't realized by now that pouring you into bed is utterly the intention." It wasn't a difficult thing to get Emma to bed. Usually, she preferred to spread herself across the sheets or entangle over him in a messy yet comfortable fashion, casually dozing off after awhile. The presence was always a helpful thing.
In case she thought there was still a need to warn Jefferson ushered her down on the cush, fluffy pillows of the couch, adjusting here and there to make sure Emma had enough to support her where it was important. Putting pressure to her spine with no support wouldn't due.
Kneeling beside the couch he started with her shoulders once more but this time worked to her arms giving it meaningful squeezes in just the right places, slowly working down to her hands. There was every bit of stress there, this he knew. "You should stretch the tendons in your hand and wrist more, especially if you're going to be working more magic with your friend."