[Jamie knows that look and he doesn't press, not now, not when things are so new. The mask is there for a reason and ripping it off in public would be rude.

So, instead, he offers a small smile and lightly taps Morrigan's foot with his own beneath the table.]

I hope that it does.

[Even if it won't.]

What if I help distract you? [he offers with a coy little smile.] What do you like to do when you aren't meeting wayward creatures like me?