So it was, that he rested his head on his elbow, and with every divot in the road, his head was tossed from his resting position, and he was forced to tut.
"Are you going to tut for the entirety of the journey?" Lasha asked in distaste. "As your retainer, I think that to be unbecoming behaviour, my Lord."
Oliver glared at her. Somehow, he thought that she was having more fun out of their whole new Lord-retainer relationship than he was.
"My Lord will likely be irritated the entirety of the journey," Verdant assured her. "It would be best not to rile him up in the meantime."
"Is that right?" Lasha said, innocently enough. "That must be terrible."
