[He catches himself and laughs, a cheeky little grin spreading on his face as he opts to playfully tease the other.]

Well, if you were any more tense I might consider going into the kitchen to fetch one of little hammers they tenderize poultry with.

[He idly started to kneed into the tense muscle with his hand, just enough to give Solas a taste of what he was offering. If a little poke made him feel that good then the prospects of actually putting effort into it excited him.]

I was going to offer a massage but I think I might have to insist now.

[Not that he could, but he felt Solas wouldn't take the concerned request poorly.]