"I'm fine," came a response from the floor. He was, of course, perfectly fine.

The feet disappeared as he righted himself, grabbing the edge of the bed as he stood back. He paused there for a moment to straighten his scarf, trying to look as nonchalant as he could manage. His face, however, was still noticeably flushed with embarrassment. Folding his arms in usual fashion, he settled back onto the edge of the bed.

He then finally regarded his vassal, faintly curious of what her tray held.