His laugh positively rumbles out of him, low and warm and inexpressibly pleased at Jedao's teasing.

"I don't know, Jed'ika, I've been told my knees are pretty irresistible." He hasn't, of course, but that's beside the point, and he's already toeing out of his boots so he can push his jeans the rest of the way down and step out of them. "Force, I'm a mess," he adds, and the way he's grinning makes it clear he couldn't really care less.