Something in the set of Mikka's shoulders eased at that suggestion, a bit of relief in his smile as he nodded his agreement. He hoped to not need to have his hand held throughout everything, but in the beginning, having that guidance was something of a comfort.

"Aye, that sounds like a good place to start." He agreed softly. Not that it would take him long- his clothing was fairly simple, if well made, ties and wraps rather than fiddly buttons, in lighter layers that were easy enough to shrug off, until he was in his smallclothes.

And maybe blushing a bit as he was moving to settle in the bed, scooting to one side so there would be room for Gustavain to join him.