"Thank you, Master." Hermes couldn't keep himself from smiling almost bashfully at his vampire. "And I would appreciate it if you'd allow me use of them. Anything higher up might be better than things closer to the ground, though. All of that I can make do with the floor or railings." That Hermes climbed and bent over the railings was commonplace these days, a given only noticed when it was absent.
He walked over to where he'd left his waterbottle on one of the side tables and took a deep drink of it, adam's apple bobbing while he swallowed hungrily. "I'm thinking of seeing if I can get Aethon comfortable enough with the idea of some stunt riding at some point." He sat a saddle well enough, but Hermes was ever himself and sitting still would always be an issue.