"You're wretched for trying to take care of me when I've come to take care of you."

Jamie rests his hand against Morrigan's chest and leans up to kiss his cheek.

"Proud of me? Really?" He runs fingers along Morrigan's jaw, then gives him a gentle push. "Whatever we do, we aren't doing it just inside your door. How are you feeling? You must be sore."