"Dats would be meanings on Hell froze over." He murmured, moving his hand lightly over Miniver's hair and back. "I woulds appreciate on dats, though." He didn't have much to move over there, simple things, really. He wasn't planning on having all the guitars shipped there, because there would be no room for them. He had plenty, anyway. And most of it was taken care of by the klokateers, but he figured Miniver's help, however small, was well-meaning.