*For the next few hours, he keeps going, signaling her each turn. Every time she falls, he goes to pick her up, oogling her each time. After a few hours, he yawns.* Sanguine: This is a little exhausting.
*Sanguine takes it and puts it under one of the seats.* Sanguine: There.... nice and safe... *He blinks at her, then smiles at her. He wraps her in his arm.* Sanguine: Love you...