[he stares down at him, and then leans back to shrug off his own coat, considering Griffin for a minute.]

... Yeah?

[there's a lot more he could say, but there's that vague confusion on his face for a moment, as he realizes they're skipping a bunch of their usual steps. no fighting.

no competition.

just griffin underneath him... already acquiescing to him?

and then he leans back down.]

You sure?