[ Belatedly, Claude realizes the fatal error in that whole trading concept which had seemed great at the time it came out of his mouth: it still gives Edelgard the upper hand and leaves him behind to catch up. Which she knows as she promptly (and smartly) takes that advantage and moves his hands, so - time to accept a temporary defeat.

Hard to complain about that when it'll benefit them both. ]

I'll tell you one of them for now, how does that sound?

[ Now he withdraws his hands from where they're pinned, this time to bring them to her hips and at the ready to encourage her forward with his next request. ]

For starters, you can stop sitting where you are and come sit on my face instead.