He laughs into the kiss, unable to wipe his smile off for it, and he's already tying Sheehan's tie quite neatly when they pull apart. Perks of all the practice he's had.

"Mmn. Debating how best to dress the handsome psychiatrist I've woken up with that won't get him immediately snatched up by half the festival," he grins, tightening the tie just so he can hook a finger into it and steal another kiss. "And yourself, doctor?"