[Oh, he'll go there. He'll wade in and put his dirty hands all over the prstine white carpets just because he can. Because chaos asks for it. Elation asks for it.]

[He's humming, claiming victory, but then - a bird is coming very, VERY close and just. Uh. Well, he half expected a fight here, but there's one kiss, another, and now he's being kissed on the mouth. All very, very dizzying, but before he can react


Elysium is dropping back to nuzzle into his neck.]

[Sampo heaves a little sigh, more affectionate than he means it to be.]

Now, now, buddy. A few kisses won't make me drop ya. Besides, there will be plenty of time for that kinda thing later.

[Now he's really going to rub it in, giving a little comical kiss to the top of his head.]

I won't drop you. I said I'd be there for you, didn't I?