I wonder if you could carry me. I know I'm built with impeccable grace... But I'm not as light as my elegant figure implies! There's a lot to me. [He taps at his chest with a finger.] We can't have you hurting yourself so soon... even if your valiance is charming.

[He stares him straight-on. It's both a challenge and a warning, even if he likes the thought of being swept off his feet in a carry. But if he knew Keith was thinking a fireman carry, he absolutely wouldn't allow it. Bridal style only in this ship. It's what he deserves.]

How about we start with leaning? I should be able to tell how bad the damage is then.