[He lowers his gaze and makes a small tutting noise. What's the harm?] Very well. If it means so much to you. x.com/messengernomor…

Don't thank me yet. I could still be a difficult guest. [Brushes past her, an air of nonchalance about him.] x.com/messengernomor…

[The giddiness about her is almost palpable. He casts a glance over his shoulder.] Well. Will you lead me to your residence, or shall I divine its location from the stars? x.com/messengernomor…

Mmm.

Tut, tut.

[Ties hair up into a messy bun. Far too windy today.]

Hhn. [He's wearing a slight pout.]

[Long sigh.]

[The chill on the wind is sharp. His skin tingles. The fire inside him burns low. He doesn't like it one bit.]

Need a thicker coat. Or more coats. [Hiss.]

At this point, hating everything is a full-time job.

That goose. I enjoy it.

Hmm. 𝐴𝑟𝑑𝑦𝑛.

Somebody fucking get me out of here.

Nngh. Useless.

Sleeping is... such a waste of time. [Yawns. Sleep deprived as hell.]

Three years here. Stuck here, with all of you. [Blows out a puff of smoke.] Tch.

Come here, open-palmed and gaping tender. Come here.

Darling.

Bah!