"Hm?" Roland makes an effort to straighten a little, blinking a few times to focus his eyes. "Oh, as you like," he murmurs, and starts tugging at the fastenings of his belt and waistband. A little tricky when his more dextrous hand is too far away to help, settled over Signless' waist as it is. "Though I surely won't be awake to hear your story afterward."

He hooks his thumb into the top of his underwear, trying to wiggle out of both it and his pants in one go. "May have to make it quick, don't know if I've more than a few minutes in me." His cheek has settled against Signless' head again, without consulting the rest of him. He lifts it to inspect his hand's progress; one hip bared, but that's not quite enough, is it? Pull at the front, then, instead of the side. Get far enough there, they should be able to make something work.

Was he muttering that aloud, just then? Probably not. Nevermind.