“There will be a point,” Serge began as he settled back against the couch. “Where I will trade with someone for a day or two but I will be your primary body guard.” He said in a matter of fact tone, giving a nod. “You will miss me I am certain of that. But I will most likely since Ron since you wish to ask him questions about the dogs. But that would depend on his availability.” 

He explained as he leaned back in the couch letting out a soft sigh of relaxing as his shoulders fell showing, for the first time, a relaxed side of him. His head turned to look at her only to see her massaging her feet all wrong. A dramatic sigh left him as he placed his tea down on his side table. “You are going to hurt yourself.” Reaching over he placed his hand lightly on her foot and pulled. Turning her so her back was against the armrest. He then turned himself so his back was sitting in the armrest. Bringing his legs up, he crossed them on the couch and patted his thigh. “Other foot.” 

With that he wrapped his large hands around her foot and began to give a gentle massage. Despite his roughness and cellist hands, he was rather soft in his actions; just like putting on her shoes earlier that day.