He'd originally thought talking would come first and maybe some physical comfort would come afterward, but there definitely seems to be a precedent that had been set during the dream—they really do have trouble keeping their hands off of each other. He scoots the last little bit he needs to press his leg up against hers and draws his other arm around her. "Tell me if I squeeze you too tight or anything, okay?" he mutters, tilting his head back slightly to give her better access to his neck.