Connie bites back a chuckle as he takes a seat and the resulting warning creak from the sofa. Once she's got the last of her armour off and set aside she steps up to the sofa to join him, pausing in front of him a moment.

"We don't have to stay in," she says, reaching forward to give his chest plate a light tap, "but if we are, don't you think you're a little over dressed?"