"They are rather handy," he admits as Greta wraps her legs around him. He feels heat creep into his face and he can't help but laugh, breathlessly. "They leave a bit to be desired, but, we're rather creative."

Maybe it isn't as easy to manage quick intimacy when they're both wearing trousers, but having lived through a time of women wearing copious underpinnings, Thomas really doesn't think this is any worse than yards of crinoline and silk. If anything, it allows him to be much, much closer with relatively little effort at all.

And there's no hoop skirt to navigate. Or bustles.

"And pockets," he quips, a teasing smile flickering across his face.