While he wasn't ready to just drag her out of the club or magic them back to her car, the impatience he had in his eyes was there. His head tilted and he slowly pulled back from her. His movements were fluid as he stepped behind her, waiting for her to rise to her feet so that he could offer his arm to her as escort.

The feelings he had of anticipation were just as sensitive as yours. He couldn't put into words the excitement that was coursing through him. He felt like he would never be able to sleep or eat, anything else that may be vital to survival were second to finally being able to spend time alone with her. This wasn't like any other time before. This was new.

"Back to the chariot, m'lady?"