Lydia blinks. He wants her to do it? Right now? On him?

Her jaw slackens briefly before words actually find their way to her lips. "Okay. I can do that, yes. Got it," she agrees, sounding a little more awkward than Lydia Martin normally does. It's because that's slightly worrisome, trying something like this for the first time and trying it on a good friend rather than a stranger or a dummy or something.

"Okay, what do I do?"