[ Susato is admiring the sleeping Fang, the best guard dragon ever, but only for a less than a minute before she is suddenly catching air. There is a sharp gasp and a squeal may have escaped her lips before she's able to clamp them shut, not wanting to disturb Fang.

For some seconds more, she leaves her hand there over her mouth, with the other still carrying their things, wrapped in the blanket once again; but just like before, she finds her arms snaking over his shoulders and around his neck for balance and comfort. ]

. . . [ Just going to give him a nice stare in response to that grin of his, smile tugging at her lips despite the fluster. He definitely did that on purpose. ] Being treated as a princess for just a little longer? No... of course I don't.

[ A pause, and she adds, ]

Keep doing it and I may forget how to walk completely.