Skellig cracks one eye open to look at her - begrudgingly - and then pushes his body up slightly with the use of his elbows. Then he opens the other eye and looks her up and down, glancing at his own lap in the process, then turns his attention back to her.

"I suppose I could manage to oblige your desires to ravish me..."

He scoots himself up a bit more, leaning his back and wings against a truly ridiculously large stack of cushions behind him to better sit up.