Hey, he was going to take his successes where he could take them and making her snort definitely counted as one. Even if it came at the relatively steep price of his poor, poor stomach.

“I wouldn’t dream of it, I promise.” It wasn’t even a lie, he had suggested it. Would he regret that decision? Only time would tell. He glanced in front of him, his teasing grin giving way to a slightly more worried expression. The whispers were just that- whispers- now, he could ignore them rather easily, but…

“Where do you think we’re heading?”