Arthur's eyebrows shot up at the clip notes story and found it hard not to laugh and instead grinned instead. "Do I need to ask why his arm was in the sink?" Sure there wasn't that much space but -- really? The sink? Okay, it didn't take long before he allowed himself the chuckle. "Sorry," he said, looking at him. "Just, I think his is the first I heard of some major injury from bathroom sex in a plane. Other than the complaints about lack of space.

He ducked his head and crossed his legs at his ankles, giving him a grin. "It did sound a little bad and I think, correct me if I'm wrong, but stalking is probably illegal in at least the lower forty-eight." Perhaps not exactly the truth but still, he was amused by the turn of this conversation. Tuck was a refreshing blend of bold flirtation and shyness and that was something that Arthur hadn't come across in a while.

"We will," he agreed with a nod. Though, to be honest, having a game of paintball would be fun and to see where this went? Oh, that would be fun too.