A soft noise hums from his lips, chin tilting upwards and eyes drifting shut as he leans into the attention, much like a pleased cat into a particularly pleasurable touch.

"Mm...perhaps...not for some time." His words are warm, but wry, hands sliding to drape over Fjord's shoulders. "I think I would rather like to surround myself with all of the familiar comforts of home for a while, first."

"...but eventually, yes, I think so."