Ambulon wasn't exactly expecting that. It wasn't Vandal's first time... well, "being" on him. He remembered from the bar, and it had been so confusing. Yet, well... He wasn't opposed? "All right," he murmured, after an awkward moment of silence. "Do you want to lie on my... back? Or chest?" Ambulon tilted his head, blinking yellow optics. "Or just in my lap? Um..."