[ He almost, almost laughs. Looking from her face to her terrified attendant with near bemused expression. Eyebrow lifting at the nervousness. ]

I don't bite. Unless you ask me too. [ If that's a joke, nothing changes in his expression. ] And I assure you, you can't hurt me enough to make me aroused, let alone for me to strike you for doing what you're supposed to. [ He rolls his shoulders back, hands bracing beside the bed, fingers curling around the bed frame. ] Now get on with it.