"You have a strange fetish- leashes. Though, I conceded I would look adorable. I happen to look good in anything. Or out of anything- depending on your point of view."

He was, at least, not jumping up too quickly.

"But don't mind me. I don't need to rush you around, or some such. We can sit. I'm...." Well, he shrugged a little. It was the effort that counted right?