Moving as he was told, he let Taraga move him if he needed to have him angled a little better. His cheeks were flushed but he held the pose as he looked back to where his friend had gone in order to take the pictures. Was there a face he should be making? Rather than ask, he just let himself relax and wait for instruction. If Taraga needed something he had to trust him to tell him or move him. That was it.

"I'm comfortable," he promised, not wanting to delay things for too long when he didn't know when Yohan might suddenly come.