"Something like that." He's perfectly content to stay on the sofa and not move beyond settling Crais against his chest. As they talk, he's going to just absently run his fingers over whatever bits are in reach.

"Right, let's see what ought to be on the list." Bashir's had an informal count of things that might be interesting to try. "I quite liked seeing you when you were exhausted and I'd like to try that for myself."