Personally, she thinks it's a bit rich of him to accuse her of being a distraction right before taking his own shirt off. But she manages, with some effort, to keep her focus on the ring and her expression one of only mild interest. When he sits down beside her, though, she can't help but lift her other hand to his back, her fingers idly tracing over his shoulders and down the ridge of his spine.

"Oh, I was only thinking of tonight," she says, keeping her tone as casual as she can. "Since it's so new, you see. But I do take your meaning, and the last thing I'd want to do is... distract you... when you're just trying to get a good night's sleep." She gives him a considering look as she twines her fingers into his hair, then says, with a tender solemnity that she should probably win some sort of award for: "I'd understand completely if you'd rather sleep on the couch."