The Most Important Rule is Kindness

Nairn pulled a face, as she booped his nose with her finger. He grumbled, casting a sidelong glance at Ruth as the man declared he was free to chase tail, now that he didn't need to keep an eye on Megara. The look was more, quiet acknowledgement. Enjoy your choices, Ruthie. After all, he was not here to judge the other man on his habits.

He'd kissed her brow, congratulated her, and he watched as her face shifted from flushed and bright to... pale. At her declaration, he grumbled, and gently scooped her into his arms, one arm supporting her knees while the other held her to his chest. Mmm. Maybe your tolerance isn't improving at all, he mused, as he weaved their way out of the celebration. His steps were steady and even, and the ticking of his mechanical heart didn't falter. How's'about I take you home, a suggestion that he was already acting on, feet carrying the both of them further from the celebration. He doesn't head towards her home just yet; he's waiting on her agreement before he swept her too far from the party.