It's not a reaction he's ever gotten before, but it's a very Bodhi reaction; enough so that he smiles and shakes his head. Jude's hair starts to fall back over his face, and he raises a practiced, if loose hand to push it back. "I don't have to, if you don't want me to." He wonders briefly what I haven't was going to end with, but he can't follow the logic to its end.

His own flush is easier to shake away--less for the offer, than the hovering impulse to put his pants back on, and Bodhi still straddling his thighs. "But, I'd like to if it's okay."