When Hermes pulled back from that kiss, he felt more genuine relief slide through him. "Yes, my lord." He looked adoringly up at Carrick, confident at least for now that despite whatever his hair looked like, he still had a home here. That was always liable to change, but if Carrick was going to stay as steady and unchangeable as he seemed to wish to be, Hermes would try to set his compass by him and keep hope.