(Much, entering the Park with Claire continued from their thread)
"Please, dearest lady, there is no need for titles. Call me Much, for we are at the very least good friends and there should never been such separations between good friends."
He had hoped there was perhaps more there than friendship but he could not press such on the lady. No man should ever force his affections on a woman, that fiend Gisburne had done so on many occasions to his Masters love and it was nothing short of evil. So Much would play the gentleman, and how could he not int he presence of such shining beauty?
His smile was of the blissfully happy as she took his arm and he turned them to head for, what was most familiar to him, the park. It seemed it had filled in quite a bit since he left it this morning, but then again twelve feet of snow vanished overnight so perhaps he should not be so surprised. At any rate none of that mattered, he was here, with the lovely Claire, and that made all the difference.
"I see a lake, perhaps a picnic? I do smell food..roasted...chicken I believe." Hard for an appetite like his to miss such things.