He would point out all the ways in which she's asked for a terrible thing, but he's not his older self. While the world is boring so far, he's still burdened with the beautiful hope that things are going to get more interesting soon. So he just laughs, makes a perfunctory effort with the nearest towel, and...oh wait. Cigarettes.

He opens the front door stark naked, and waits for a waitrat to pass so he can order a fresh pack and lighter. That done, he comes to the bed to join her.

'Do I still have to prove myself?' He pushes his hand into her hair, and draws her in for a kiss. 'Or are you going to put me where you want me?'