He shrugs lightly as he uncurls himself from Ivan and slides off to sit beside the man. As enjoyable as sitting in Ivan's lap was, he's starting to feel it makes for a rather silly image given David's age. That little bit of self-consciousness has kicked back in again and is always hard to kick.

"If you think it would help," he answers. "I came here because I was rather lost at the start of all of this."