He awkwardly trails off, then makes a little embarrassed grin.
"Awwwwwww. I'm at least as portable as you are, but you are sweet."
"You succeed. You are awesome. Ranata will love you. Charlie will make vague threatening remarks but will probably also love you."
Adarin giggles. "Vaguely threatening remarks? I'm going to need to call him sir, aren't I."
"It won't hurt if you decide to call him sir. He won't actually harm you, I promise."
He pauses, then thinks. "Oh, Zeviana's going to be ecstatic that I'm leaving politics. If we tell her you convinced me, she might hug you."
"They're rare, if that helps. If she's really excited they might even be bear-like."
"Ranata will definitely hug you if you don't object. Charlie is not so much about the hugging unfamiliar people, though he might get to it eventually."
"I don't see why I would object to hugs from either. They sound like pleasant people."
"Vague threats and all! Recall I got rather directly threatening over you. Can't say I fault him."
"You did. It was very sweet. But you are not liable to harm me, whereas your target was."
"Fair enough. Honestly, though, I don't think I'll hold it against him. You are delightful and I would like to keep you safe from harm."
He smiles a very contented smile. "And you make me very happy, too."
"Oh good. It'd be so inconvenient if it were one-way. There lie melodramatic opera plots."
Adarin giggles. "Let's stay away from those. For our church of good sense, one of our rules can be no melodramatic opera plots in real life, if at all possible to avoid."