He bites back a laugh at the thought that he's capable of making her actually immobile but it definitely boosts the ego a bit. He can't get over how much he himself doesn't even want to move because that's hardly ever the case, he's always itching to go somewhere, do something, tap a foot against the ground, anything. But he's content lying here next to her, enjoying the warmth of her hand on his skin and draping his arm over her abdomen so he can brush his thumb against her hipbone.

"Well, I hope not, I prefer you in full working condition," he answers, returning her smile. He wants to memorize every inch of her in this moment, wants to be able to remember every moment of this night with complete clarity because right now because he'd forgotten what it's like to be this close with someone. He certainly hasn't felt for anyone what he feels for Kate, doesn't suspect he ever will again. He has no intention of letting it slip away.