[ A warm fondness swells in his chest as he feels Linhardt settle comfortably against his chest. His weight against him is comforting in a way he cannot put into words. ]

Indeed. For now, though, you should get some more rest. We still have a ways to travel before we reach the monastery. [ And while Linhardt doesn't necessarily need to be conscious the whole ride there (because there's no way he's letting linhardt walk while he rides duchess marigold von aegir), he's certain there are better places to nap than on horseback. ] But, before you drift off, may I give you something? You may consider it a token, so we may never forget my promise to you.

[ Or, well... more than that, if he'd prefer. It's bold, but so was Linhardt's confession. And as they've just addressed, they've allowed far too much to get in the way as is. Why wait any longer? ]