"All I need is thy company," Claudius says. And his fingers tremor a little around Laertes's, so he's tempted to pull it back, to hide his weaknesses. But all he does is gaze down at their hands, and continue tracing his fingers along the sides of them "It's enough to be talking over dinner like this ... and I'd like to talk a while after, if you'll allow me here with you. And if thou wouldst have me in thy bed, I would be thine. Wilt thou have me?"