Apparently Lemm's done talking about it as well, thank goodness, because otherwise he might go on for far too long. He just sits there in the quiet for a while, staring off into space and letting the dust settle in his head.

So many of their interactions had been coloured one way or another by him quietly, sourly wishing this was the dynamic they actually had, and that it actually had anything to do with him at all. Turns out it was, and it did, and he's just been an incredible idiot working far too hard to convince himself otherwise. (A very happy one suddenly, but an idiot nonetheless. He'll be living this one down for a while. As for the Knight, he'll make it up to them as they go.)

The hand holding is a lot more comfortable than it has been other times. He's absolutely loath to let go.

"We should probably get a move on. Time's marching." ...He says that.