He chuckles quietly at the light teasing, putting one leg in, pausing briefly to catch his breath, then slipping in the other. He lets towel drop as he pulls up the trousers, swaying a little in between movements as the exhaustion that’s crept into his body from the beginning of this starts to show. It’s been well worth it though; he feels a hell of a lot better than he did at the start of all of this.

There’s a moment where the usual debate about ‘inner versus outer thoughts’ quiets in his head, allowing Crozier to just speak with all that pesky seconding guessing. The opportunity to tease is too great, and he’s already smirking going into it. “If you wanted me in your drawers you need only ask.”