Martin's eyes flutter shut as her hands skims along his spine. The touch is somehow like a tickle and yet entirely un-ticklish. He shivers a little and swears he can feel the goosebumps rising up in its wake.

Mostly he misses what Kaidy says, which is unfortunate.

"Mm-hmm." He murmurs a noise of general sort of agreement. To be fair, even if he knew what he was saying, Martin probably wouldn't dispute the 'your' either.