"I would go with you to gather things," he cheerfully says. "To add to your hoard."

Her brightened emotions easily ripple across his senses, and he laughs almost automatically, pleased. So pleased, in fact, he drops a shoulder with delight and sends them into an easy barrel roll.

And if that just means he has to hold her closer to him, to 'make sure' she doesn't fall?

There's no telling where his hands might end up.