Laughter has a tendency to be infectious and Seoraj is the last person to be immune to the sheer absurdity of the moment-- it's more movement than sound, first, the shoulder under Bruce's head shaking with it, and it stays low, rueful. This isn't actually a first for him, but it's usually his forgotten injury that puts the brakes on, so if nothing else he can enjoy not being the one with the busted ribs right now.

(And not being the one who forgot he had them while trying to get laid, for that matter.)

His hands rest easy on the back of Bruce's hips and he shakes his head, grinning despite himself. “There goes that idea,” he says, and he's still laughing.