It would work itself out soon enough, at least this time, mostly it was due to just how tightly-curled he'd spent most of the night. His elbow and shoulder would be protesting too before long.

For the moment, however, he just settled where he was guided, kneeling on the bed was somewhat more comfortable than kneeling on the floor, and at least now it was easier to tell where Loki was, and one hand settled lightly on his master's knee, edging slowly upward when he wasn't immediately batted away, "I'm sure I'll think of something."