That’s his ready for loving expression.

Because he has no sense of self-awareness, danger, self-preservation, or even mortality anymore.

He can now also be struck in the eye with a fork.

Luckily, there is a small pitchfork handy for the job!

I hope Gwynn knees him in the royal jewels for all that he put her through. And then lets him fend for himself. I seriously want to see him try to manage on his own in a modern world that doesn't give a darn about monarchs.