Jack glances down the length of her leg, catching the sight of her stockings as he legs peek out from under her dress. Almost inviting, he thinks. His gaze flicks back to her face and he nods, brief, but there. Before he moves though he shifts his attention down, removing his shoes in silence. It's almost awkward, the silence, it would be were it anyone else, but not here.

When he's done he looks back to her and rests his hand on her leg. Slowly, he moves his body along the bed, making his way over to her, lowering himself beside her. As he goes his hand slides up her leg, coming to rest at her hip. His face just a breath from hers. "I'm here."