*shoots you an odd, questioning sort of look, but still isn't certain he's not just imagining your behavior toward him being a little...off*
*picks up Marigold and turns to Glorfindel* Save me a piece of cake? I'd feel sort of guilty if I didn't make good on the w-a-l-k now. *considers the overstimulated, squirming bundle of adrenaline in his arms* Except she may have completely forgotten already?