[He pouts dramatically when she punches him and rubs at his abused arm; though it's mostly exaggerated since it didn't actually hurt. It's effective in getting him to keep his hands to himself for the time being, at least.]

That makes sense, it it's going slow. But waiting is so hard, sometimes!

[A light bulb seems to go off, as he gets a brilliant idea.] Oh, Prusse~ What do you say we have a little practice while we wait? [His eyebrows waggle a little with his suggestiveness, but he doesn't really expect her to agree. In fact, he almost expects to be punched again.]