( Hwylryn's arms settle around Ish's shoulders, loosely - caressing the back of his neck lightly, fondly, pink-cheeked and content like he's basking in the sun as much as he is Ish's expression - and, in some ways, he is. )

Ah... Primrose chewed me out for that, too. I'm sorry. I'll... be more careful.

( Primrose and friends, but anyway. And, in the same way... it makes him happy that Ish was concerned for him, too... )

... But you seemed so tired, I don't know... you didn't use your magic, either. Were you okay? I thought maybe you had to show up at a bad time for you.