[ Had he been his regular self, Wolfram probably would have blushed upon listening to those words, however uncharacteristically he smiles slyly instead: ] And we will, not just yet. You'll see. [ Though unflustered, his tone of voice is not casual. There is a playful hint to it, a vague allusion to a unspoken plan. ]
[ He too releases him and-- ] Come on. [ grabs his hand to pull him, already walking towards the direction of the parlor. ]