[ Oh, that much quicker pace is noted. It seems like he isn't the only one keen to get there quickly. Joshua affords a soft laugh, closing his eyes and leaning in to gently bump his forehead against Dion's temple. ]

Truthfully, I wouldn't know. But being able to make one's own tea is a step removed from a noble station, so it is a step in the right direction.

[ And as Dion needs to maneuver him to reach his key and unlock his door, Joshua waits patiently, making sure that he is as effortless as possible to manage. Soon enough, Dion has him in the privacy of his chambers, and Joshua finds himself seated on the bed.

With Dion kneeling before him, kissing the back of his hand. And oh, being called like that, alongside such a sweet gesture... ]

It does. So very, very much.

[ Though he longs to have Dion seated beside him, rather than on the floor below him. But that can wait. Kissing those lips once more can wait. Dion has planned out the night thus far, and they have already arranged to have tea. He wouldn't disrupt that. ]

But please, you do not have to kneel. Join me in sitting?