Kai really hopes that he never sees the unsidhe again, because right now that's starting to be all he can think of, the scent of fresh-fallen snow and some kind of flower. He's slowed down, and that means Marco is right there, next to him and it would be so easier to let him draw a little closer.

"I'm sure you've got better things to do, my lordship." He hopes like hell this man forgets Kai as soon as this little visit is over.