"So, you wouldn't let me play with him? He's just you..." The crone smiled, but she wasn't going to push it. She was curious about how he felt; she knew he was capable of certain emotions, but it was still odd to feel them.
"Have you noticed?" Her head tilted as she watched him move as best she could. She loved being pampered and looked after, and the fact that he was the one doing it made her smile. She couldn't let the uniqueness of it go. "I won't ask you if you like it more. I don't you give a true rat's ass about it, other than it's different, yes?"
Her eyes followed him careful now that he was moving slowly. Her lips pulled slightly as he brought up the wedding to be. Lifting a hand, she rested it on his chest before reaching up to touch his jaw and further up to his hair.
"I have no preference, my liege." The nickname came with a smirk, but something about it seemed right. He was her king, not that she'd admit such outside their own private time. "What is it your people would do? Mine have too many traditions, and they usually entail getting woodland animals in on the game. I don't think we have the right sort to do such here."