Yes, well, you look like I'm robbing the cradle, so watch it. [ this is a lie; winslow still looks like he's barely in his twenties if he were a human. good thing those pointy ears let people know he's actually an old man or whatever. he snorts, carding a glance up at him that's a little sly. ]

I could never forget your ruses. You still get teased for it. Though you are right. As always.

[ he leans into the grip easily, a familiar flush beginning to dust his cheeks. his arms lift just a little more to wrap around his neck, hand bracing gently at his nape to let his fingertips brush through the very ends of his hair, expression nothing short of adoring.

and the sway is nice, it is, but he also doesn't care that people are looking at them because he hops up easily once again, legs around his waist and forehead pressing to his as he hooks his ankles to keep his grip. he's even more athletic than before, which is a bit of a feat. don't worry about it. ]

I want to stay in the sky. [ quieter, a whisper: ] I want to steal an airship, but that can come later. [ and back to his normal tone: ] Most of all, I just want to be with you. So let's get out of here and take our place to stay.